<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679</id><updated>2011-07-14T18:26:33.518-05:00</updated><category term='Emily'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='Twins'/><category term='Fun With Dad'/><category term='Natalie'/><category term='Family Fun'/><category term='Hyrum'/><category term='Kids Having Fun'/><category term='Flashback Friday'/><category term='Talking Tibberators'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='Emmy&apos;s Bows'/><category term='Visitors'/><category term='Brandon'/><category term='Outings with Mom'/><title type='text'>Three Little Monkeys</title><subtitle type='html'>The crazy days with three little monkeys</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>414</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8401020323565251401</id><published>2011-07-14T18:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T18:26:33.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Announcement</title><content type='html'>We created a &lt;a href="http://brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-number-four.html"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt; a LONG time ago.  Make sure you head over to our&lt;a href="http://brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-number-four.html"&gt; new blog&lt;/a&gt; to hear about our BIG Announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-number-four.html"&gt;http://brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8401020323565251401?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8401020323565251401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8401020323565251401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8401020323565251401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8401020323565251401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-announcement.html' title='Big Announcement'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3995364389661576980</id><published>2009-11-20T16:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:44:45.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Address</title><content type='html'>The time has come.  I have filled up all my memory space on this blog in regards to pictures.  In my opinion, pictures are what make a great blog post. Plus, I think the grandparents would be sad if new posts didn't include pictures of some of their favorite people in the world.  Our new blog address is &lt;a href="http://brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com/"&gt;brandonandnatalie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. 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I can't believe he is five.  He had been eagerly anticipating his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start the day off, he request Mickey Mouse pancakes (the same thing he wanted last year).  Brandon had already left for school, so the task fell to me. He enjoyed them. After he finished the Mickey Mouse pancake I wrote the number five on another pancake for him to eat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApHCZBwVI/AAAAAAAAHr8/z784dkVuyhY/s1600-h/008-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApHCZBwVI/AAAAAAAAHr8/z784dkVuyhY/s320/008-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404364753722261842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApHh73J8I/AAAAAAAAHsE/qF7I-Kq3A_o/s1600-h/009-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApHh73J8I/AAAAAAAAHsE/qF7I-Kq3A_o/s320/009-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404364762189866946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApIDceIZI/AAAAAAAAHsM/5DmLzycbQA8/s1600-h/010-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApIDceIZI/AAAAAAAAHsM/5DmLzycbQA8/s320/010-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404364771185009042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast it was time for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; to go to school. He couldn't wait to share his cool cupcakes he picked out for his birthday. He picked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt;, Football and Curious George cupcakes to share with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, I had plan to take the kids to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hyrum's&lt;/span&gt; birthday for lunch. However, Ben and Emmy were sick so we decided to pick-up the food through the drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; and have a picnic at home.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApI-HH-sI/AAAAAAAAHsU/GC5WygtlE6o/s1600-h/011-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApI-HH-sI/AAAAAAAAHsU/GC5WygtlE6o/s320/011-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404364786933168834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApJDjaBeI/AAAAAAAAHsc/h2UCv1LL0PY/s1600-h/017-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApJDjaBeI/AAAAAAAAHsc/h2UCv1LL0PY/s320/017-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404364788393969122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the most part, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; still takes naps. However, on his birthday he got to stay up instead of going to bed. After Ben and Emmy went to bed I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; outside to do a little photo shoot. I think I got a couple of cute shots that capture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hyrum's&lt;/span&gt; fun personality.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcHHub-DI/AAAAAAAAHt8/kWv89gvY_eY/s1600-h/034-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcHHub-DI/AAAAAAAAHt8/kWv89gvY_eY/s320/034-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404420830247254066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcHstaqXI/AAAAAAAAHuE/bHwsvNfECMw/s1600-h/039-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcHstaqXI/AAAAAAAAHuE/bHwsvNfECMw/s320/039-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404420840175085938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcIJxIdCI/AAAAAAAAHuM/pDXTlrh3G0I/s1600-h/040-edietd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcIJxIdCI/AAAAAAAAHuM/pDXTlrh3G0I/s320/040-edietd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404420847975298082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAux8mkkrI/AAAAAAAAHtU/RIgoZSDOhkY/s1600-h/028-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAux8mkkrI/AAAAAAAAHtU/RIgoZSDOhkY/s320/028-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404370988460970674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAuyQEXm3I/AAAAAAAAHtc/N0pYSOFzSEE/s1600-h/029-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAuyQEXm3I/AAAAAAAAHtc/N0pYSOFzSEE/s320/029-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404370993686223730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAtOyEJHpI/AAAAAAAAHs8/W-YRjM0ENgE/s1600-h/023-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAtOyEJHpI/AAAAAAAAHs8/W-YRjM0ENgE/s320/023-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404369284825161362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we were finished taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;, I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; to pick whatever games he wanted to play  with mom.  One of the games he picked was the Lighting McQueen Memory Game.  If I remember correctly, we read some books too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcItAxN1I/AAAAAAAAHuU/HG0mGpdo-D4/s1600-h/041-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcItAxN1I/AAAAAAAAHuU/HG0mGpdo-D4/s320/041-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404420857436125010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Brandon came home from school that day we planed on going to Chuck E. Cheese for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hyrum's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. However, since Ben and Emmy were sick, Brandon took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; to the store to pick a frozen pizza out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boys got home and while the pizza was cooking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; opened his presents.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf2XVONYI/AAAAAAAAHu4/a6CO2Y5_UDg/s1600-h/042-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf2XVONYI/AAAAAAAAHu4/a6CO2Y5_UDg/s320/042-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404424940425196930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; received a cute card from Grandma-Great with some money to go along with the fun present she sent with my parents for him back in October.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf4K20SrI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/T9GlI5YiC-Y/s1600-h/047-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf4K20SrI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/T9GlI5YiC-Y/s320/047-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404424971436182194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf4qnkOYI/AAAAAAAAHvY/__CCQ-5-PHI/s1600-h/048-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf4qnkOYI/AAAAAAAAHvY/__CCQ-5-PHI/s320/048-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404424979962149250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a fun card from Grandma and Grandpa T. with a gift card to Target.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgt-2ohBI/AAAAAAAAHvg/tP3iM9uAMrI/s1600-h/049-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgt-2ohBI/AAAAAAAAHvg/tP3iM9uAMrI/s320/049-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425895927120914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBguZe3hjI/AAAAAAAAHvo/rK1Ru-al1iM/s1600-h/050-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBguZe3hjI/AAAAAAAAHvo/rK1Ru-al1iM/s320/050-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425903075198514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Lorri and family gave each child a card for their birthday with a gift card to Target.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgvqylqAI/AAAAAAAAHwA/-C9kNvI29Mk/s1600-h/053-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgvqylqAI/AAAAAAAAHwA/-C9kNvI29Mk/s320/053-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425924901185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; received a cool superman shirt from Grandma and Papa Van. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgujoqZiI/AAAAAAAAHvw/hA4VN-79DGE/s1600-h/051-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgujoqZiI/AAAAAAAAHvw/hA4VN-79DGE/s320/051-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425905800635938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgvAk9toI/AAAAAAAAHv4/bkPaRwtrCkE/s1600-h/052-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBgvAk9toI/AAAAAAAAHv4/bkPaRwtrCkE/s320/052-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425913569752706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They also gave him books and a backpack which he received when they were visiting us in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day I took Ben and Emmy to the dollar store to pick out a present they wanted to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;. It was so cute to watch them pick out what they think their beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; would like. Ben and Emmy love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; so much and they were so excited that it was his birthday. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf3v5XzEI/AAAAAAAAHvI/Dr_dLSyhi2A/s1600-h/044-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf3v5XzEI/AAAAAAAAHvI/Dr_dLSyhi2A/s320/044-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404424964199140418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf28t8X_I/AAAAAAAAHvA/CEEh1il_c3Y/s1600-h/043-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBf28t8X_I/AAAAAAAAHvA/CEEh1il_c3Y/s320/043-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404424950460997618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben picked out some race cars to give to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT2EX7mKI/AAAAAAAAHwI/qjLqHvrzoZ0/s1600/054-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT2EX7mKI/AAAAAAAAHwI/qjLqHvrzoZ0/s320/054-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482109940930722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT2tAew6I/AAAAAAAAHwQ/WhcxflhQ30Y/s1600/055-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT2tAew6I/AAAAAAAAHwQ/WhcxflhQ30Y/s320/055-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482120848425890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy picked out some army guys to give to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT3K-8_3I/AAAAAAAAHwY/QD4-ClezaIw/s1600/056-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT3K-8_3I/AAAAAAAAHwY/QD4-ClezaIw/s320/056-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482128895082354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT3l6PDMI/AAAAAAAAHwg/b8w4y276dcI/s1600/057-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCT3l6PDMI/AAAAAAAAHwg/b8w4y276dcI/s320/057-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482136123051202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUnTgqD9I/AAAAAAAAHw4/wq0Z85k9WzE/s1600/061-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUnTgqD9I/AAAAAAAAHw4/wq0Z85k9WzE/s320/061-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482955817652178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; many hugs during the day telling him Happy Birthday. It was so cute.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUmwvAmBI/AAAAAAAAHww/-ra1XXiQPPg/s1600/060-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUmwvAmBI/AAAAAAAAHww/-ra1XXiQPPg/s320/060-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482946482608146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon and I gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; a cool sea puzzle and the Bumblebee Transformer.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUnrx_aPI/AAAAAAAAHxA/BCv1YtoodGY/s1600/062-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUnrx_aPI/AAAAAAAAHxA/BCv1YtoodGY/s320/062-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482962332805362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUoarYLqI/AAAAAAAAHxI/TJdgv0GljU8/s1600/063-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwCUoarYLqI/AAAAAAAAHxI/TJdgv0GljU8/s320/063-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404482974921535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9fWdWpLI/AAAAAAAAHxY/nF39-vgpbm4/s1600/065-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9fWdWpLI/AAAAAAAAHxY/nF39-vgpbm4/s320/065-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404527899146888370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9gEAXPCI/AAAAAAAAHxg/Zh1f_AYgC60/s1600/066-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9gEAXPCI/AAAAAAAAHxg/Zh1f_AYgC60/s320/066-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404527911373323298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For whatever reason he loves Transformers.  He always points the Transformers out when we pass by them in the store.  He was so excited when Brandon figured out how the Transformer worked. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9hNdRq1I/AAAAAAAAHxw/P517w8DAIF0/s1600/068-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9hNdRq1I/AAAAAAAAHxw/P517w8DAIF0/s320/068-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404527931090381650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has loved the Transformer.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9gq24kuI/AAAAAAAAHxo/Qe5uhaJmZa8/s1600/067-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9gq24kuI/AAAAAAAAHxo/Qe5uhaJmZa8/s320/067-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404527921802547938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had pizza and rented the movie UP to watch as a family.  We stopped the movie after a little while to sing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; and have him blow out his candles. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9hQwVnbI/AAAAAAAAHx4/t0W5nlf3HPg/s1600/069-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9hQwVnbI/AAAAAAAAHx4/t0W5nlf3HPg/s320/069-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404527931975638450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9wxeZmhI/AAAAAAAAHyA/iikYHtjCkO4/s1600/071-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9wxeZmhI/AAAAAAAAHyA/iikYHtjCkO4/s320/071-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528198456810002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9xKkhgVI/AAAAAAAAHyI/yxp_dqTMg1M/s1600/073-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwC9xKkhgVI/AAAAAAAAHyI/yxp_dqTMg1M/s320/073-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528205193380178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday handsome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;! I hope you had a great birthday!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAuyjNLVdI/AAAAAAAAHtk/0J4DXWTpyfI/s1600-h/030-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwAuyjNLVdI/AAAAAAAAHtk/0J4DXWTpyfI/s320/030-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404370998823441874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcGhrPBJI/AAAAAAAAHt0/4pFWFF7Q7k0/s1600-h/033-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwBcGhrPBJI/AAAAAAAAHt0/4pFWFF7Q7k0/s320/033-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404420820033275026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-2172921884018033686?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2172921884018033686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=2172921884018033686' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2172921884018033686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2172921884018033686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/11/youve-had-birthday.html' title='You&apos;ve Had a Birthday'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SwApHCZBwVI/AAAAAAAAHr8/z784dkVuyhY/s72-c/008-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8993789263086744598</id><published>2009-11-14T20:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:28:57.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><title type='text'>Just because...</title><content type='html'>One thing that I love about my husband is that he brings me home flowers just because he loves me.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sv9tWvi2-TI/AAAAAAAAHrs/3sIJIAu2EuM/s1600-h/332-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sv9tWvi2-TI/AAAAAAAAHrs/3sIJIAu2EuM/s320/332-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404158315355109682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentines and our anniversary are not the only days I receive flowers during the year (it helps that there is a CHEAP flower shop by his school).  The flowers remind me of when we were dating. I feel giddy when he brings me home flowers.  The flowers remind me of our love for each other.  I have come to realize that for him, when he gives me flowers it is a way in which he shows that he loves me.  I have a wonderful, thoughtful husband who I am so grateful he picked me to be his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why I love this man. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sv9tXNbO-sI/AAAAAAAAHr0/DemC7aMhJbY/s1600-h/335-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sv9tXNbO-sI/AAAAAAAAHr0/DemC7aMhJbY/s320/335-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404158323376192194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He picked a flower for Emmy out of my bouquet. Brandon makes a big deal anytime he gives her a flower. Emmy loves it! I am pretty positive Brandon does too. When I get flowers she gets a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both very lucky to have such a great man in our life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8993789263086744598?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8993789263086744598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8993789263086744598' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8993789263086744598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8993789263086744598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-because.html' title='Just because...'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sv9tWvi2-TI/AAAAAAAAHrs/3sIJIAu2EuM/s72-c/332-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-1401349930951992410</id><published>2009-11-11T14:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:51:49.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Five Little Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>The kids loved Halloween music this year. Every time we were in the car they would request the spooky music their grandma gave them (Wee Sing Halloween).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things from the month October was listening to them do their own version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Five Little Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;.  They all do a little bit different version of the song. I am sure it doesn't help that Ms. Tami taught Hyrum who taught the twins a different version of the song than the one I sang to them at home.     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Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4220333619596391115</id><published>2009-11-09T16:12:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:22:27.425-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Jungle Safari</title><content type='html'>On October 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we had a birthday party for Ben and Emmy.  We had a jungle party. I can't take the credit for the idea, my sister-in-law did a jungle party for my niece. I thought it would be the perfect theme for Ben and Emmy's party since the theme is gender neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the party we had to special guests!  We did the birthday party on the Saturday my parents were in-town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;visting&lt;/span&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicK8RcsPI/AAAAAAAAHno/0vZ-GUdqcZs/s1600-h/IMG_4489-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicK8RcsPI/AAAAAAAAHno/0vZ-GUdqcZs/s320/IMG_4489-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239464822845682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the party I took some fun pictures of the birthday buddies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUpkRMPFI/AAAAAAAAHlY/GK9vi2pWlls/s1600-h/IMG_4431-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUpkRMPFI/AAAAAAAAHlY/GK9vi2pWlls/s320/IMG_4431-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402231194862238802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUqEKRmTI/AAAAAAAAHlg/mD8fc2FvSNM/s1600-h/IMG_4423-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUqEKRmTI/AAAAAAAAHlg/mD8fc2FvSNM/s320/IMG_4423-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402231203423164722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUqQTty2I/AAAAAAAAHlo/eJ-OanJjq_A/s1600-h/IMG_4434-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUqQTty2I/AAAAAAAAHlo/eJ-OanJjq_A/s320/IMG_4434-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402231206683986786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can find the other pictures &lt;a href="http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-are-three.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Of course, I had to take pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX0gS22mI/AAAAAAAAHl4/PjugYau5zlw/s1600-h/IMG_4436-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX0gS22mI/AAAAAAAAHl4/PjugYau5zlw/s320/IMG_4436-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234681308928610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom bought the kids pins for their shirts that said it was their birthday.  They loved them.  Ben's pin said, "Its My Birthday."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviXz7JEeyI/AAAAAAAAHlw/1UTh5gVpka4/s1600-h/IMG_4422-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviXz7JEeyI/AAAAAAAAHlw/1UTh5gVpka4/s320/IMG_4422-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234671335766818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Emmy's pin said "Kiss Me Its My Birthday."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUoLCYbDI/AAAAAAAAHlI/8gD5tj2w-ZM/s1600-h/IMG_4417-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviUoLCYbDI/AAAAAAAAHlI/8gD5tj2w-ZM/s320/IMG_4417-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402231170909367346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were really excited for their friends to come to their party.  When the guests first walked through the door they got to pick out an animal hat to wear. Most of the hats for the kids to pick had jungle animals on them. As luck would have it, Emmy picked the duck hat. Emmy loves ducks.  Ben picked an alligator hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hat was chosen, each child decorated their goody bag.  As you can tell in the picture below, Emmy likes stickers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svj2lGO4eYI/AAAAAAAAHrI/ZsnccSn7o78/s1600-h/IMG_4442-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svj2lGO4eYI/AAAAAAAAHrI/ZsnccSn7o78/s320/IMG_4442-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402338870219536770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svj2kqaj8FI/AAAAAAAAHrA/qfv5wEZ6NGM/s1600-h/IMG_4441-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svj2kqaj8FI/AAAAAAAAHrA/qfv5wEZ6NGM/s320/IMG_4441-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402338862752329810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the bags were decorated, the kids were separated into two groups, boys and girls.  The boys started off at the monkey toss. Brandon drew a monkey on a cardboard box and cut out the face.  The kids were given a little monkey to use as a bean bag. The object of the game was for the kids to throw the monkey through the hole.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX2aOXg4I/AAAAAAAAHmQ/t7HCs3ixKnk/s1600-h/IMG_4448-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX2aOXg4I/AAAAAAAAHmQ/t7HCs3ixKnk/s320/IMG_4448-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234714039223170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviaqZb5pMI/AAAAAAAAHmg/sbRocEqvXNc/s1600-h/IMG_4451-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviaqZb5pMI/AAAAAAAAHmg/sbRocEqvXNc/s320/IMG_4451-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237806204003522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls started at the "Pin the Nose on the Lion"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX14CK6-I/AAAAAAAAHmI/nel2K53BBxA/s1600-h/IMG_4447-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX14CK6-I/AAAAAAAAHmI/nel2K53BBxA/s320/IMG_4447-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234704861260770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sviap90-NAI/AAAAAAAAHmY/tOtRnqy_gzw/s1600-h/IMG_4449-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sviap90-NAI/AAAAAAAAHmY/tOtRnqy_gzw/s320/IMG_4449-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237798792967170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After everyone had a turn, we rotated the groups. The girls went to the "Monkey Toss" and the boys went to the "Pin the Nose on the Lion"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibaX7osAI/AAAAAAAAHnA/XThD-QjBlVQ/s1600-h/IMG_4469-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibaX7osAI/AAAAAAAAHnA/XThD-QjBlVQ/s320/IMG_4469-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238630433959938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sviaq_qrZaI/AAAAAAAAHmo/jRNYDANZ6MY/s1600-h/IMG_4462-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sviaq_qrZaI/AAAAAAAAHmo/jRNYDANZ6MY/s320/IMG_4462-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237816466531746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviarOLM9BI/AAAAAAAAHmw/M_OuW-HvMZ0/s1600-h/IMG_4463-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviarOLM9BI/AAAAAAAAHmw/M_OuW-HvMZ0/s320/IMG_4463-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237820361045010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviaroRVKYI/AAAAAAAAHm4/VAAcakgBbu4/s1600-h/IMG_4465-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviaroRVKYI/AAAAAAAAHm4/VAAcakgBbu4/s320/IMG_4465-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237827366070658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the games were finished, we had a small lunch for the kids of cheese, apples and other tasty healthy treats.  While Brandon, my mom and I were getting the food ready my dad had the kids make different animal sounds. The kids loved it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svibazp-AyI/AAAAAAAAHnI/i616OdOBuVQ/s1600-h/IMG_4477-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svibazp-AyI/AAAAAAAAHnI/i616OdOBuVQ/s320/IMG_4477-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238637876052770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back Row L to R Tucker, Elle, Emmy, Maggie, Noah, Lexi, Austin&lt;br /&gt;Front Row L to R Ben, Lincoln, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;, Lainey, Ben and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibbULKidI/AAAAAAAAHnQ/Jek4JmKVLHI/s1600-h/IMG_4478-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibbULKidI/AAAAAAAAHnQ/Jek4JmKVLHI/s320/IMG_4478-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238646605220306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; and Ben M.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svibb64y_xI/AAAAAAAAHnY/vWStTsv1jkU/s1600-h/IMG_4480-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svibb64y_xI/AAAAAAAAHnY/vWStTsv1jkU/s320/IMG_4480-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238656997162770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibcRu7yLI/AAAAAAAAHng/B6_Zgh10FeI/s1600-h/IMG_4484-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvibcRu7yLI/AAAAAAAAHng/B6_Zgh10FeI/s320/IMG_4484-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402238663129811122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy and Lexi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicLSnD1OI/AAAAAAAAHnw/cJqctUwfYtA/s1600-h/IMG_4491-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicLSnD1OI/AAAAAAAAHnw/cJqctUwfYtA/s320/IMG_4491-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239470819071202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Corban&lt;/span&gt;, Lexi and Emmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, came the Jungle Safari. Before the party Brandon hid various animals in the backyard.  The kids were sent out to find all the animals in the yard. Ben and Emmy loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicL9omprI/AAAAAAAAHn4/FHwx9sG6TN4/s1600-h/IMG_4493-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicL9omprI/AAAAAAAAHn4/FHwx9sG6TN4/s320/IMG_4493-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239482368272050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicMGrlGII/AAAAAAAAHoA/ymxuLp4-VgU/s1600-h/IMG_4498-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicMGrlGII/AAAAAAAAHoA/ymxuLp4-VgU/s320/IMG_4498-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239484796672130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicMiRc8pI/AAAAAAAAHoI/Mx0aMnhxoXU/s1600-h/IMG_4499-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicMiRc8pI/AAAAAAAAHoI/Mx0aMnhxoXU/s320/IMG_4499-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239492203278994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the Safari, Ben and Emmy opened their presents. All their friends gave them such great gifts.  They have really enjoyed them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQ7CDuhI/AAAAAAAAHpw/Vqv2j_nO3SA/s1600-h/IMG_4524-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQ7CDuhI/AAAAAAAAHpw/Vqv2j_nO3SA/s320/IMG_4524-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241766592330258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQTdzmqI/AAAAAAAAHpo/AXho6CEY8Xk/s1600-h/IMG_4523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQTdzmqI/AAAAAAAAHpo/AXho6CEY8Xk/s320/IMG_4523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241755971295906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQByD8hI/AAAAAAAAHpg/Ui4bXCrsOyY/s1600-h/IMG_4520-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieQByD8hI/AAAAAAAAHpg/Ui4bXCrsOyY/s320/IMG_4520-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241751224414738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvidlVfKGjI/AAAAAAAAHpY/dgF2jhr3vJI/s1600-h/IMG_4519-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvidlVfKGjI/AAAAAAAAHpY/dgF2jhr3vJI/s320/IMG_4519-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241017779460658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidk_-o-qI/AAAAAAAAHpQ/psetyxRJIwE/s1600-h/IMG_4517-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidk_-o-qI/AAAAAAAAHpQ/psetyxRJIwE/s320/IMG_4517-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241012005927586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidkp_xS5I/AAAAAAAAHpI/o0RRvL54lsY/s1600-h/IMG_4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidkp_xS5I/AAAAAAAAHpI/o0RRvL54lsY/s320/IMG_4515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241006105086866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvidkGudZ6I/AAAAAAAAHpA/ym4bKhnIIZc/s1600-h/IMG_4514-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvidkGudZ6I/AAAAAAAAHpA/ym4bKhnIIZc/s320/IMG_4514-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240996637239202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidjq-VWwI/AAAAAAAAHo4/aAH9tz02Ud8/s1600-h/IMG_4511-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svidjq-VWwI/AAAAAAAAHo4/aAH9tz02Ud8/s320/IMG_4511-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240989187627778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicznxf2gI/AAAAAAAAHow/VISTnV2wZOo/s1600-h/IMG_4510-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicznxf2gI/AAAAAAAAHow/VISTnV2wZOo/s320/IMG_4510-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240163694762498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviczP7LWVI/AAAAAAAAHoo/6uskGyTIEIY/s1600-h/IMG_4506-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviczP7LWVI/AAAAAAAAHoo/6uskGyTIEIY/s320/IMG_4506-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240157292910930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicynt4B-I/AAAAAAAAHog/xYH701lJbgA/s1600-h/IMG_4507-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicynt4B-I/AAAAAAAAHog/xYH701lJbgA/s320/IMG_4507-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240146499700706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicx2raaII/AAAAAAAAHoQ/CGPEk4R5M_M/s1600-h/IMG_4503-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svicx2raaII/AAAAAAAAHoQ/CGPEk4R5M_M/s320/IMG_4503-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240133336033410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicyWkj03I/AAAAAAAAHoY/DAlCfwCCJ7c/s1600-h/IMG_4504-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicyWkj03I/AAAAAAAAHoY/DAlCfwCCJ7c/s320/IMG_4504-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402240141897225074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the presents were opened we played a game called "Hippo in the Mud."  I made mud puddles out of paper grocery sacks for the game and laid them in a circle. When we played music, the kids would walk around the circle and when the music stopped the kids would hop on a puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon made an awesome turtle cupcake cake for the party. I think he did a fabulous job!  He is officially our cake decorator for birthdays now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX1Imrm9I/AAAAAAAAHmA/f-pevP_4Xnw/s1600-h/IMG_4446-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviX1Imrm9I/AAAAAAAAHmA/f-pevP_4Xnw/s320/IMG_4446-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402234692129496018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieRTHkB9I/AAAAAAAAHp4/ReZ32VaB8P8/s1600-h/IMG_4527-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieRTHkB9I/AAAAAAAAHp4/ReZ32VaB8P8/s320/IMG_4527-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241773057869778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih2Tl7KiI/AAAAAAAAHqY/p-LYBRPCNrI/s1600-h/IMG_4531-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih2Tl7KiI/AAAAAAAAHqY/p-LYBRPCNrI/s320/IMG_4531-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402245707375258146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieRjWaOZI/AAAAAAAAHqA/GrwOz5I41Kc/s1600-h/IMG_4528-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvieRjWaOZI/AAAAAAAAHqA/GrwOz5I41Kc/s320/IMG_4528-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402241777415109010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih15aDmWI/AAAAAAAAHqQ/MtYDCCQmrCg/s1600-h/IMG_4530-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih15aDmWI/AAAAAAAAHqQ/MtYDCCQmrCg/s320/IMG_4530-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402245700346157410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih1V3oO_I/AAAAAAAAHqI/2pF-drhfS4g/s1600-h/IMG_4529-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih1V3oO_I/AAAAAAAAHqI/2pF-drhfS4g/s320/IMG_4529-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402245690806516722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon put three yellow candles and three pink candles on the cake.  Ben's favorite color is yellow and Emmy's favorite color is pink.  However, when he put the turtle down for the kids to blow out the candles the kids were in the wrong spots. Emmy blew out the yellow candles and Ben blew out the pink ones. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih2-wuitI/AAAAAAAAHqg/myUJXojwvp4/s1600-h/IMG_4532-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svih2-wuitI/AAAAAAAAHqg/myUJXojwvp4/s320/IMG_4532-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402245718963292882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, well! Ben and Emmy were too excited to have everyone sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; and to blow out the candles to notice. The party finished with eating the turtle cake.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviuTv0QDXI/AAAAAAAAHqw/VVTU_oOEyyA/s1600-h/IMG_4535-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviuTv0QDXI/AAAAAAAAHqw/VVTU_oOEyyA/s320/IMG_4535-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402259407307279730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviuULsb2iI/AAAAAAAAHq4/m9F8BJxwfgc/s1600-h/IMG_4537-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SviuULsb2iI/AAAAAAAAHq4/m9F8BJxwfgc/s320/IMG_4537-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402259414790691362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall, I thought the party went really well and all the kids seemed to have a great time. I know Emmy and Ben were quite pleased to have their friends over to celebrate their birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4220333619596391115?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4220333619596391115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4220333619596391115' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4220333619596391115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4220333619596391115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/11/jungle-safari.html' title='Jungle Safari'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvicK8RcsPI/AAAAAAAAHno/0vZ-GUdqcZs/s72-c/IMG_4489-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-692383665865820684</id><published>2009-11-08T14:04:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:54:54.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween-2009</title><content type='html'>The Thursday before Halloween Hyrum had a preschool Halloween party.  I am sort of the room mother this year for his class.  As a result, I was worried about having everything ready for the party and left my camera at home.  I didn't get any pictures of Hyrum doing the fun activities the other moms planned (the moms were very creative).  Hyrum had a fabulous time at the party.  I think he was pleased I came to his school. Right when we were leaving the party I remembered that my phone takes some decent pictures. The picture below is of Hyrum and his beloved Ms. Tami.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck5qQ0aII/AAAAAAAAHgA/eC64ZEkaB2Y/s1600-h/126-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck5qQ0aII/AAAAAAAAHgA/eC64ZEkaB2Y/s320/126-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401826851070175362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Halloween night, we were invited to a fun Halloween party at Ms. Tami's house. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZs6XquI/AAAAAAAAHjY/Vav8kOo78vo/s1600-h/224-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZs6XquI/AAAAAAAAHjY/Vav8kOo78vo/s320/224-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401839496165042914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw5YVwpJI/AAAAAAAAHjw/9WAj0ESYPag/s1600-h/228-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw5YVwpJI/AAAAAAAAHjw/9WAj0ESYPag/s320/228-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401840040398595218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwaRMp2ZI/AAAAAAAAHjo/u24YVA1paK4/s1600-h/226-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwaRMp2ZI/AAAAAAAAHjo/u24YVA1paK4/s320/226-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401839505905408402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZ9qXFrI/AAAAAAAAHjg/wjm54myqs0M/s1600-h/225-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZ9qXFrI/AAAAAAAAHjg/wjm54myqs0M/s320/225-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401839500661298866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shortly after we got to her house I realized that I was missing the memory card to the camera.  At first we were taking pictures with our cell phones, but soon realized that the quality of the pictures were not as high as I would have liked. Being the good husband that he is, Brandon drove the 20 minutes home and the 20 minutes back to get the memory card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Halloween party started off with some fun games for the kids to play.  I know that my kids enjoyed playing games; they had a great time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw5jr-_7I/AAAAAAAAHj4/BFq7py6z4TA/s1600-h/229-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw5jr-_7I/AAAAAAAAHj4/BFq7py6z4TA/s320/229-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401840043444600754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6R5CX6I/AAAAAAAAHkI/cMV3VT4_Bd4/s1600-h/231-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6R5CX6I/AAAAAAAAHkI/cMV3VT4_Bd4/s320/231-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401840055847378850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6OInoxI/AAAAAAAAHkA/ngK6ZauvIQE/s1600-h/230-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6OInoxI/AAAAAAAAHkA/ngK6ZauvIQE/s320/230-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401840054838993682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the games, the kids did a costume parade around the cove. It was so cute to see the kids marching in their costumes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck5zcXBvI/AAAAAAAAHgI/_FWpFMyz6l0/s1600-h/131-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck5zcXBvI/AAAAAAAAHgI/_FWpFMyz6l0/s320/131-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401826853534500594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6KNTOJI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Ba2g5Y8kFH0/s1600-h/132-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6KNTOJI/AAAAAAAAHgQ/Ba2g5Y8kFH0/s320/132-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401826859645352082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6YiJPkI/AAAAAAAAHgY/Bg_gtCudHPU/s1600-h/135-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6YiJPkI/AAAAAAAAHgY/Bg_gtCudHPU/s320/135-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401826863490874946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6ijKCpI/AAAAAAAAHgg/Ip6vdLMhYt8/s1600-h/136-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck6ijKCpI/AAAAAAAAHgg/Ip6vdLMhYt8/s320/136-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401826866179476114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top LtoR Emma, Hyrum, Kelsie, Hailey, Lexi, Tucker, Chloe, Boo, Maggie&lt;br /&gt;Bottom LtoR Eli, Emmy, Noah, Wes, Ben Savannah and ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmlEru_cI/AAAAAAAAHgo/A353UeMhqBs/s1600-h/138-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmlEru_cI/AAAAAAAAHgo/A353UeMhqBs/s320/138-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401828696408391106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since the people who provide a hayride for kids weren't ready to start giving rides we went back to Ms. Tami's.  We had a wonderful dinner of soup and bread sticks. It was so yummy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcmlo9AgXI/AAAAAAAAHgw/MdzxKA_V42w/s1600-h/140-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcmlo9AgXI/AAAAAAAAHgw/MdzxKA_V42w/s320/140-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401828706144518514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmlxuQfQI/AAAAAAAAHg4/-ndboAFstDY/s1600-h/142-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmlxuQfQI/AAAAAAAAHg4/-ndboAFstDY/s320/142-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401828708498570498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmmCO_bWI/AAAAAAAAHhA/FlNyWR3k3Cc/s1600-h/143-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmmCO_bWI/AAAAAAAAHhA/FlNyWR3k3Cc/s320/143-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401828712930831714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon dressed up as the friendly neighborhood milkman and I was pregnant.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmmsDh79I/AAAAAAAAHhI/UzPZRPCYp-Y/s1600-h/144-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcmmsDh79I/AAAAAAAAHhI/UzPZRPCYp-Y/s320/144-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401828724157050834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon went Halloween morning to Goodwill to find the pants, hat, and the milk bottles.  I had to add my throw-up bucket to my costume because it made my costume more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of our friends Emily and Brandon.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoAVFpGQI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/y_QHa7EssYQ/s1600-h/145-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoAVFpGQI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/y_QHa7EssYQ/s320/145-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830264180119810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so bummed I didn't get pictures of the other couples.  There were some great Halloween costumes. Our friends Nick and Whitney dressed up as a leprechaun and a pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner the kids went on a hayride. There is this nice family who every year give hayrides around the neighborhood to the kids. The kids loved it!  I told Hyrum to hang on to Ben. As a result, he put his arm around Ben and held onto him during the ride.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoBKBaQLI/AAAAAAAAHhY/NUy56Mih_pc/s1600-h/146-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoBKBaQLI/AAAAAAAAHhY/NUy56Mih_pc/s320/146-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830278389448882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmy got to ride with daddy. Someone else volunteered to hold her, but she thought the costume of that person was too scary.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoByOs0ZI/AAAAAAAAHho/otifoK5ZecI/s1600-h/151-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoByOs0ZI/AAAAAAAAHho/otifoK5ZecI/s320/151-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830289182609810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoBRV8hMI/AAAAAAAAHhg/IxX_ZPZWpJQ/s1600-h/149-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoBRV8hMI/AAAAAAAAHhg/IxX_ZPZWpJQ/s320/149-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830280354628802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the fun hayride was finished we went trick-or-treating.  The kids loved trick-or-treating.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco2ofzHyI/AAAAAAAAHiI/BQHEgZZ65v4/s1600-h/157-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco2ofzHyI/AAAAAAAAHiI/BQHEgZZ65v4/s320/157-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831197103038242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our big group of friends split into two groups after a little while. The older kids who went trick-or-treating quickly and the younger kids who enjoyed the slower pace. I went trick-or-treating with Hyrum and Brandon stayed with Ben and Emmy.  Hyrum loved trick-or-treating with his friends.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZMMGzKI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/vMqvPDb9L1U/s1600-h/169-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwZMMGzKI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/vMqvPDb9L1U/s320/169-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401839487381064866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When people would open the door Hyrum would say trick-or-treat and thank you in one breath.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco3iiVl8I/AAAAAAAAHiY/orKl0eUycbc/s1600-h/160-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco3iiVl8I/AAAAAAAAHiY/orKl0eUycbc/s320/160-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831212682942402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He seemed content to hold my hand for awhile and walk from house to house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco1zFcFeI/AAAAAAAAHh4/xfH10N43ZMM/s1600-h/153-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco1zFcFeI/AAAAAAAAHh4/xfH10N43ZMM/s320/153-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831182765397474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum especially had a fun time trick-or-treating with his friend Hailey. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr67VZ4TI/AAAAAAAAHi4/lgZpMnSV3t8/s1600-h/165-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr67VZ4TI/AAAAAAAAHi4/lgZpMnSV3t8/s320/165-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834569414074674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr7AghIXI/AAAAAAAAHjA/99cv0WpxGpI/s1600-h/166-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr7AghIXI/AAAAAAAAHjA/99cv0WpxGpI/s320/166-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834570802864498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some of the time we were trick-or-treating they would hold hands and walk together. It was too cute.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwYuH4nPI/AAAAAAAAHjI/TJzraHpyiZs/s1600-h/168-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcwYuH4nPI/AAAAAAAAHjI/TJzraHpyiZs/s320/168-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401839479310294258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Emmy loved going trick-or-treating.  They were nervous at the houses with "scary" decorations. One house was too spooky for Ben, he wouldn't even go to the door. Emmy wasn't a big fan of the houses with dogs right next to the door when she went to get her nummies.  Ben and Emmy did both enjoy the "nice" houses as the called them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoCU1EdHI/AAAAAAAAHhw/JarXLVOsTC0/s1600-h/152-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SvcoCU1EdHI/AAAAAAAAHhw/JarXLVOsTC0/s320/152-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401830298470347890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6kURvOI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/4aSC6sEcd1Q/s1600-h/233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcw6kURvOI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/4aSC6sEcd1Q/s320/233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401840060793470178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy cracks me up, yes her costume came with heels and she wore those suckers all night long.  She knows beauty is pain!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc38S8KFcI/AAAAAAAAHlA/4lrsagH2j9M/s1600-h/164-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc38S8KFcI/AAAAAAAAHlA/4lrsagH2j9M/s320/164-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401847787070035394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr6llDa0I/AAAAAAAAHiw/R1CA-nXbrvE/s1600-h/164-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr6GDeC6I/AAAAAAAAHio/Fd44e00aeb8/s1600-h/163-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr6GDeC6I/AAAAAAAAHio/Fd44e00aeb8/s320/163-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834555111771042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr51nC0gI/AAAAAAAAHig/1zxX7_uxmqM/s1600-h/162-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svcr51nC0gI/AAAAAAAAHig/1zxX7_uxmqM/s320/162-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401834550697579010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco265anjI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/304iSaO54Qg/s1600-h/158-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svco265anjI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/304iSaO54Qg/s320/158-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401831202042322482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After trick-or-treating, we went back to Ms. Tami's.  The kids watched a movie and enjoyed some candy while the adults played the card game Spoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time that night.  The kids have been so much fun this Halloween season.  The loved and insisted we listened to the Halloween music when we were in the car every day (I was mean and didn't let them listen to it on Sundays).  The kids enjoyed reading all the Halloween books, looking at Halloween decorations on peoples' houses, the pumpkin patch, carving the pumpkin and other Halloween activities.  They loved wearing their costumes and looked so cute in them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0AVnuweI/AAAAAAAAHkY/fsYIoo0BpVw/s1600-h/IMG_4260-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0AVnuweI/AAAAAAAAHkY/fsYIoo0BpVw/s320/IMG_4260-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843458462630370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0CKvxD9I/AAAAAAAAHk4/_o5piyuUY0w/s1600-h/IMG_4265-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0CKvxD9I/AAAAAAAAHk4/_o5piyuUY0w/s320/IMG_4265-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843489903284178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0Bs4lWhI/AAAAAAAAHkw/nRdVGbrkrn4/s1600-h/IMG_4263-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0Bs4lWhI/AAAAAAAAHkw/nRdVGbrkrn4/s320/IMG_4263-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843481887201810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0BMDmzQI/AAAAAAAAHko/h6bBOAl2hXs/s1600-h/IMG_4262-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0BMDmzQI/AAAAAAAAHko/h6bBOAl2hXs/s320/IMG_4262-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843473075064066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0AnmSjUI/AAAAAAAAHkg/n1M8jqOcD9c/s1600-h/IMG_4261-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svc0AnmSjUI/AAAAAAAAHkg/n1M8jqOcD9c/s320/IMG_4261-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401843463288425794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were bummed when I told them that Halloween was all over. The magic of the holidays comes back in full force when you have little children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-692383665865820684?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/692383665865820684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=692383665865820684' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/692383665865820684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/692383665865820684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween-2009.html' title='Happy Halloween-2009'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Svck5qQ0aII/AAAAAAAAHgA/eC64ZEkaB2Y/s72-c/126-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4099036508153310119</id><published>2009-10-31T09:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:57:11.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Ward Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>Our ward trunk-or-treat was on the 28th of October.  It was on a Wednesday which meant that Brandon would be late to the party since he has clinic on Wednesdays.  Also, the party started ten minutes after Hyrum's swimming lessons were over for the day.   We did a quick change in the car before we left swimming lessons and got everyone in their costumes.  Hyrum was a football player(He would tell you he was on the Cougars), Ben was Spiderman and Emmy was a sweet princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids were excited about their costume. Emmy was especially excited to be a princess. She loved wearing her shoes, her pretty dress, the crown and wearing make-up.  She was in heaven.  You can't really tell from the pictures, but I put curlers in her hair and curled her hair with a curling iron to make her hair really curly. She looked so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's costume came with a mask and gloves, but he did not want to wear them. I was okay with that and thought he looked so cute in his Spiderman costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum loved being a football player. He loves to wear his costume.  By the way, this is the same costume my brother, Sean, wore for multiple Halloweens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell in the picture below that Hyrum was ready to go in the gym, and Emmy and Ben look a little nervous about everything?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKV8YnzEI/AAAAAAAAHcs/vZ0Omxwg6f0/s1600-h/408-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKV8YnzEI/AAAAAAAAHcs/vZ0Omxwg6f0/s320/408-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771794157489218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were tons of people at the ward party. As soon as we walked in the room Hyrum was off finding his friends and fun things to do.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXG2LP4I/AAAAAAAAHc8/5UgFeY_M57E/s1600-h/410-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXG2LP4I/AAAAAAAAHc8/5UgFeY_M57E/s320/410-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771814145671042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first booth Hyrum went to was the dart booth. You were supposed to throw the dart at a balloon and make it pop. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXYgYxxI/AAAAAAAAHdE/Gmr1okZuAyI/s1600-h/411-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXYgYxxI/AAAAAAAAHdE/Gmr1okZuAyI/s320/411-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771818886121234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a few tries, the people running the booth had Hyrum take the dart up to the balloon and pop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dart booth, Hyrum went to the fishing booth and spent a good amount of time there (He has been wanting my dad to take him fishing on the brown boat for awhile now).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxML9cuFmI/AAAAAAAAHdk/Yz3JrIwkXrM/s1600-h/416-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxML9cuFmI/AAAAAAAAHdk/Yz3JrIwkXrM/s320/416-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398773821667677794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM7KqmdZI/AAAAAAAAHd8/ghsD9o1eriM/s1600-h/420-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM7KqmdZI/AAAAAAAAHd8/ghsD9o1eriM/s320/420-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398774632669410706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM7caV23I/AAAAAAAAHeE/1l5y265pMy8/s1600-h/421-edietd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM7caV23I/AAAAAAAAHeE/1l5y265pMy8/s320/421-edietd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398774637433052018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also at the party, Hyrum got his face painted and thought it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM8Nk9VDI/AAAAAAAAHeU/ihTTbu2exHQ/s1600-h/423-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM8Nk9VDI/AAAAAAAAHeU/ihTTbu2exHQ/s320/423-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398774650630919218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first booth Ben and Emmy went to was also the dart one. Ben was willing to let the boys help him.  Emmy on the other hand wanted me to help her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXwaxB4I/AAAAAAAAHdM/q4AZrAVht5I/s1600-h/413-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKXwaxB4I/AAAAAAAAHdM/q4AZrAVht5I/s320/413-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771825304995714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Hyrum was at the fisihing booth, I took the Ben and Emmy to do the cake walk.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMLHibZNI/AAAAAAAAHdU/8Yx8jih900I/s1600-h/414-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMLHibZNI/AAAAAAAAHdU/8Yx8jih900I/s320/414-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398773807196103890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben did it for a little bit, but soon lost interest. I think he was to busy taking in the all the sights and sounds (which some of them made him nervous) to play. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMLvKDOOI/AAAAAAAAHdc/auYuvPzAhJ0/s1600-h/415-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMLvKDOOI/AAAAAAAAHdc/auYuvPzAhJ0/s320/415-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398773817831274722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmy was quite happy to have a yummy cupcake when her number was called. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMMnN9ZzI/AAAAAAAAHd0/t3Tp3ErymTs/s1600-h/419-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMMnN9ZzI/AAAAAAAAHd0/t3Tp3ErymTs/s320/419-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398773832880056114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though Ben watched while Emmy did the cake walk, the people running the booth still let him pick out a cupcake. Ben wanted one with chocolate on it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMMcPB69I/AAAAAAAAHds/30jROWV9Xi0/s1600-h/417-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxMMcPB69I/AAAAAAAAHds/30jROWV9Xi0/s320/417-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398773829931756498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By this time, we met up with Brandon and I had him help the twins with their cupcake while I did the cake walk with Hyrum.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM70xlEhI/AAAAAAAAHeM/tKJegnpivfE/s1600-h/422-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM70xlEhI/AAAAAAAAHeM/tKJegnpivfE/s320/422-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398774643972968978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum was excited to pick a cupcake which had a spooky ghost on top when his number was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids finished their cupcakes it was time for the costume parade around the gym.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM8nEx37I/AAAAAAAAHec/gC9zD0eO0aY/s1600-h/425-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxM8nEx37I/AAAAAAAAHec/gC9zD0eO0aY/s320/425-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398774657475272626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the parade was over it was time for the trunk-or-treat.  Brandon took Hyrum outside and got the car set up to pass out candy to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone left the gym, Ben wanted to go and do the the fishing booth before we went outside. I think that once things calmed down a little bit with everyone gone and tall the spooky costumes he was ready to play the games. Emmy was also happy to go fishing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took much convincing for to get Ben to go outside and do the trunk-or-treat. Once he realized that he was going to get candy he was okay with leaving the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum ran with all the other kids from car to car. Ben and Emmy loved going to each car saying trick-or-treat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOol30FTI/AAAAAAAAHek/esxfnl3dZRs/s1600-h/427-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOol30FTI/AAAAAAAAHek/esxfnl3dZRs/s320/427-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398776512578327858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpwstT4I/AAAAAAAAHe8/kK5S1VzmCwk/s1600-h/431-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpwstT4I/AAAAAAAAHe8/kK5S1VzmCwk/s320/431-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398776532664405890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They said it so cute. After they received their candy they would say thank you. Ben, Emmy and I finally caught up with Hyrum towards the end of the trunk-or-treat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpNcf9uI/AAAAAAAAHes/vgJbHnaQTFI/s1600-h/428-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpNcf9uI/AAAAAAAAHes/vgJbHnaQTFI/s320/428-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398776523201181410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOqByRhKI/AAAAAAAAHfE/tFxEMqBJS-0/s1600-h/432-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOqByRhKI/AAAAAAAAHfE/tFxEMqBJS-0/s320/432-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398776537251153058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved getting all the candy and playing with their friends.   Below is a picture of Ben with two of his friends. All three were Spiderman for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpSdt8rI/AAAAAAAAHe0/kSu9H9gT-34/s1600-h/429-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxOpSdt8rI/AAAAAAAAHe0/kSu9H9gT-34/s320/429-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398776524548469426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture below is of the kids with some of their friends in the ward.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5KwmdW-AI/AAAAAAAAHfY/t5Kq5aLVw0A/s1600-h/434-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5KwmdW-AI/AAAAAAAAHfY/t5Kq5aLVw0A/s320/434-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335202081667074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5Kw881eVI/AAAAAAAAHfg/nuNl5Qi5pTg/s1600-h/438-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5Kw881eVI/AAAAAAAAHfg/nuNl5Qi5pTg/s320/438-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335208119269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5Kx0WelRI/AAAAAAAAHfw/MeAkRx6WyxI/s1600-h/440-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5Kx0WelRI/AAAAAAAAHfw/MeAkRx6WyxI/s320/440-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335222990771474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5KxZkHiDI/AAAAAAAAHfo/OCm8NGRslNg/s1600-h/439-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su5KxZkHiDI/AAAAAAAAHfo/OCm8NGRslNg/s320/439-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399335215800223794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of the trunk-or-treat, Ben wanted to go inside the church and participate in some more activities in the gym. I tried to tell him that everything was all over and it was time to go home. He wasn't convinced until I took him inside and showed him that people were cleaning up and putting things away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time that night!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su9Hg95P4EI/AAAAAAAAHf4/IsCCfKYVYC0/s1600-h/433-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Su9Hg95P4EI/AAAAAAAAHf4/IsCCfKYVYC0/s320/433-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399613109936578626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4099036508153310119?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4099036508153310119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4099036508153310119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4099036508153310119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4099036508153310119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/ward-trunk-or-treat.html' title='Ward Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuxKV8YnzEI/AAAAAAAAHcs/vZ0Omxwg6f0/s72-c/408-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8214472384437538326</id><published>2009-10-29T21:11:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:19:02.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Carving a Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>DISCLAIMER-The light in our kitchen is awful for taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Monday, for Family Home Evening, we carved our big pumpkin(each child has two pumpkins a medium size pumpkin and a little baby one that they received from grandma and papa from the pumpkin patch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the kids were finishing their dinner, Brandon went to work on carving the top of the  pumpkin and making the inside of the pumpkin loose so the kids would be able to clean it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL5sCXcCI/AAAAAAAAHZE/e3QvGv_gLhg/s1600-h/370-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL5sCXcCI/AAAAAAAAHZE/e3QvGv_gLhg/s320/370-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210557802672162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids each loved having a turn to pull out the pumpkin goop and seeds. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Supac72aJrI/AAAAAAAAHa0/d5Jex5cjCZc/s1600-h/384-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Supac72aJrI/AAAAAAAAHa0/d5Jex5cjCZc/s320/384-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398226556505695922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL6FEHiXI/AAAAAAAAHZM/wzWugfjC8DI/s1600-h/371-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Supabfb4dEI/AAAAAAAAHaU/WWYjYwAY9hg/s320/380-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398226531698373698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL6YVFd0I/AAAAAAAAHZU/wr_MTwufFPI/s1600-h/372-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL6YVFd0I/AAAAAAAAHZU/wr_MTwufFPI/s320/372-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210569692346178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZOEKWsoI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/p28Brsa50aU/s1600-h/376-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZOEKWsoI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/p28Brsa50aU/s320/376-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398225201527173762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL7aF9YrI/AAAAAAAAHZk/fmXUC7wZS98/s1600-h/374-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZOgYqwwI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/mwP7s6aZKjA/s320/377-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398225209103401730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupacMzan4I/AAAAAAAAHak/-t9QTCn3LV8/s1600-h/382-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupacMzan4I/AAAAAAAAHak/-t9QTCn3LV8/s320/382-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398226543876677506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL67iBH8I/AAAAAAAAHZc/K6krzOmhwHY/s1600-h/373-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL67iBH8I/AAAAAAAAHZc/K6krzOmhwHY/s320/373-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398210579141828546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZPMLolcI/AAAAAAAAHaE/QdXpRifThJI/s1600-h/378-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZPMLolcI/AAAAAAAAHaE/QdXpRifThJI/s320/378-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398225220859893186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZPczEj0I/AAAAAAAAHaM/P4dNYq7ygHE/s1600-h/379-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupZPczEj0I/AAAAAAAAHaM/P4dNYq7ygHE/s320/379-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398225225320271682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupacdTCClI/AAAAAAAAHas/bJB0D55qwDQ/s1600-h/383-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupacdTCClI/AAAAAAAAHas/bJB0D55qwDQ/s320/383-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398226548304251474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmDhhBp3I/AAAAAAAAHa8/znjr7kHhdIQ/s1600-h/385-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmDhhBp3I/AAAAAAAAHa8/znjr7kHhdIQ/s320/385-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380051567847282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmDzo2hmI/AAAAAAAAHbE/vuNLVh38DEA/s1600-h/386-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmDzo2hmI/AAAAAAAAHbE/vuNLVh38DEA/s320/386-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380056432510562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All Clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmEfyKwCI/AAAAAAAAHbM/LGrpRiOaxOY/s1600-h/387-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmEfyKwCI/AAAAAAAAHbM/LGrpRiOaxOY/s320/387-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380068282744866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the insides were scooped out, Brandon found some pumpkin faces on the internet. Brandon picked some favorite faces and drew them on paper so the kids could pick their favorite one to be our pumpkin face. Hyrum told us this year that he wanted a pumpkin with a scary face with teeth.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmFalNYAI/AAAAAAAAHbc/gMfgM3To_9I/s1600-h/389-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmFalNYAI/AAAAAAAAHbc/gMfgM3To_9I/s320/389-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380084066082818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmEsjLK9I/AAAAAAAAHbU/Cad6c4n_eGQ/s1600-h/388-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmEsjLK9I/AAAAAAAAHbU/Cad6c4n_eGQ/s320/388-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380071709518802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the face was chosen, Brandon went to work on drawing the face on the pumpkin and cutting the face out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids watched Brandon work on the pumpkin for awhile, but soon lost interest.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmiZk3ocI/AAAAAAAAHbk/T1qUhKQmCB0/s1600-h/390-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmiZk3ocI/AAAAAAAAHbk/T1qUhKQmCB0/s320/390-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380582012428738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmipIjW-I/AAAAAAAAHbs/ugPj_grhS40/s1600-h/391-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmipIjW-I/AAAAAAAAHbs/ugPj_grhS40/s320/391-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380586188626914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Brandon was carving the pumpkin, I read to the kids some of our Halloween books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Brandon did a great job carving the pumpkin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmjK8bgAI/AAAAAAAAHb0/yx8kCPkXBSk/s1600-h/392-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmjK8bgAI/AAAAAAAAHb0/yx8kCPkXBSk/s320/392-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380595264585730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmjvUSXqI/AAAAAAAAHb8/B_fnkCTMXa4/s1600-h/393-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurmjvUSXqI/AAAAAAAAHb8/B_fnkCTMXa4/s320/393-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380605028327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think the pumpkin has a scary face, but the kids were still pleased with it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnEclJxfI/AAAAAAAAHcM/nHCFNadadXM/s1600-h/398-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnEclJxfI/AAAAAAAAHcM/nHCFNadadXM/s320/398-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381166934476274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Surmj2Am08I/AAAAAAAAHcE/ILEZwlgDCl0/s1600-h/394-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Surmj2Am08I/AAAAAAAAHcE/ILEZwlgDCl0/s320/394-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380606824829890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnEiGnudI/AAAAAAAAHcU/fqJ0MfpCaQg/s1600-h/400-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnEiGnudI/AAAAAAAAHcU/fqJ0MfpCaQg/s320/400-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381168417028562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy was stroking and hugging the pumpkin for most of the night. She loved the pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were fascinated when we put a candle in the pumpkin and turned off the lights. The kids were also excited when it was time to take the pumpkin outside and look at our spooky jack-o-lantern in the dark. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnFaEx0XI/AAAAAAAAHck/xpU3Ip1ACVo/s1600-h/402-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnFaEx0XI/AAAAAAAAHck/xpU3Ip1ACVo/s320/402-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381183441686898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids had a great time helping Brandon carve the jack-o-lantern. By the way, they do refer to the pumpkin once it has been carved, as a jack-o-lantern, even Ben and Emmy.   They say the name so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnFDdYLGI/AAAAAAAAHcc/SdMgUY2uC68/s1600-h/401-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SurnFDdYLGI/AAAAAAAAHcc/SdMgUY2uC68/s320/401-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381177370848354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8214472384437538326?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8214472384437538326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8214472384437538326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8214472384437538326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8214472384437538326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/carving-pumpkin.html' title='Carving a Pumpkin'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SupL5sCXcCI/AAAAAAAAHZE/e3QvGv_gLhg/s72-c/370-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-2141141136503252707</id><published>2009-10-28T12:58:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:31:22.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2009</title><content type='html'>When Hyrum heard we were planning to visit a pumpkin patch while my parents were here, he knew the exact one he wanted to go to.  Being the creature of habit that he is, he wanted to go to the same pumpkin patch we went to &lt;a href="http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why he wanted to go to the same pumpkin patch again. The kids had a great time at the patch last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every day during my parents' visit to Memphis it rained. The day we went to the pumpkin patch(October 16, 2009) was no different.  When we first got to the pumpkin patch, the weather was just cold and had not started to rain yet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui11h1J3aI/AAAAAAAAHV0/fKX8nsMZ16Y/s1600-h/IMG_4357-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui11h1J3aI/AAAAAAAAHV0/fKX8nsMZ16Y/s320/IMG_4357-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764084622548386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui12GemR8I/AAAAAAAAHV8/2isxmgE3n1A/s1600-h/IMG_4358-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui12GemR8I/AAAAAAAAHV8/2isxmgE3n1A/s320/IMG_4358-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764094460053442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui12ZsaGPI/AAAAAAAAHWE/rUQkFGjIHHo/s1600-h/IMG_4359-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui12ZsaGPI/AAAAAAAAHWE/rUQkFGjIHHo/s320/IMG_4359-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764099618248946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It didn't take Hyrum long to notice that there were not any animals out this year to look at, which was too bad because the kids really enjoyed looking at them last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a great time chucking and grinding corn.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy-YZNkFI/AAAAAAAAHVk/SYF9Zf-YnW4/s1600-h/IMG_4355-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy-YZNkFI/AAAAAAAAHVk/SYF9Zf-YnW4/s320/IMG_4355-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397760938173370450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy8pwwqOI/AAAAAAAAHVM/D0k70y2PXfA/s1600-h/IMG_4348-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy8pwwqOI/AAAAAAAAHVM/D0k70y2PXfA/s320/IMG_4348-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397760908475803874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiyANAwa8I/AAAAAAAAHVE/-bJrFVmIuUc/s1600-h/IMG_4347-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiyANAwa8I/AAAAAAAAHVE/-bJrFVmIuUc/s320/IMG_4347-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759869966117826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivZFV6fcI/AAAAAAAAHUU/BTpcnK33KaA/s1600-h/IMG_4331-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivZFV6fcI/AAAAAAAAHUU/BTpcnK33KaA/s320/IMG_4331-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756998869220802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivYB9oLxI/AAAAAAAAHUE/fshH84-qFBQ/s1600-h/IMG_4329-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivYB9oLxI/AAAAAAAAHUE/fshH84-qFBQ/s320/IMG_4329-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756980782182162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivZguOV5I/AAAAAAAAHUc/rhd77ElXV_w/s1600-h/IMG_4332-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivZguOV5I/AAAAAAAAHUc/rhd77ElXV_w/s320/IMG_4332-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397757006218942354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy9uxBSKI/AAAAAAAAHVc/RLwT--sVoV0/s1600-h/IMG_4353-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy9uxBSKI/AAAAAAAAHVc/RLwT--sVoV0/s320/IMG_4353-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397760926998939810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa and Grandma were there to help get the grinder going in the right direction to work.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3ImX4BgI/AAAAAAAAHWk/2S9sw-zO5AA/s1600-h/IMG_4367-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3ImX4BgI/AAAAAAAAHWk/2S9sw-zO5AA/s320/IMG_4367-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397765511771063810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix_BKkmgI/AAAAAAAAHU0/q6fwgfOY-mc/s1600-h/IMG_4343-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix_BKkmgI/AAAAAAAAHU0/q6fwgfOY-mc/s320/IMG_4343-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759849606191618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix-k8RBTI/AAAAAAAAHUs/m3w6QFWSacI/s1600-h/IMG_4341-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix-k8RBTI/AAAAAAAAHUs/m3w6QFWSacI/s320/IMG_4341-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759842029995314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix_mDCg8I/AAAAAAAAHU8/u0WkC1AGAok/s1600-h/IMG_4344-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix_mDCg8I/AAAAAAAAHU8/u0WkC1AGAok/s320/IMG_4344-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759859506709442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG361YueI/AAAAAAAAHTU/dAizAoOFsts/s1600-h/IMG_4327-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG361YueI/AAAAAAAAHTU/dAizAoOFsts/s320/IMG_4327-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712448647641570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG4aNxZFI/AAAAAAAAHTc/NU6aWAkRygI/s1600-h/IMG_4315-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG4aNxZFI/AAAAAAAAHTc/NU6aWAkRygI/s320/IMG_4315-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712457071420498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivYiB65aI/AAAAAAAAHUM/vZU8ULuu0-c/s1600-h/IMG_4330-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuivYiB65aI/AAAAAAAAHUM/vZU8ULuu0-c/s320/IMG_4330-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397756989390120354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loved playing in the pool of kernels.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG5tvi-FI/AAAAAAAAHTs/Bgd2paNd334/s1600-h/IMG_4322-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG5tvi-FI/AAAAAAAAHTs/Bgd2paNd334/s320/IMG_4322-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712479493224530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG5zGJdjI/AAAAAAAAHT0/EnLe5jlUaHI/s1600-h/IMG_4323-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG5zGJdjI/AAAAAAAAHT0/EnLe5jlUaHI/s320/IMG_4323-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712480930199090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy_PKfjXI/AAAAAAAAHVs/2CPqzuHQgcY/s1600-h/IMG_4356-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suiy_PKfjXI/AAAAAAAAHVs/2CPqzuHQgcY/s320/IMG_4356-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397760952875584882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy found a pink shovel which she enjoyed playing with.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix-fU0OVI/AAAAAAAAHUk/LaQ2ToB6FII/s1600-h/IMG_4337-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Suix-fU0OVI/AAAAAAAAHUk/LaQ2ToB6FII/s320/IMG_4337-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759840522352978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hyrum enjoyed scooping the kernels out of the tub and putting them in a wagon to pull around the yard.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3IB4DzDI/AAAAAAAAHWc/u2j7NbFuoB4/s1600-h/IMG_4366-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3IB4DzDI/AAAAAAAAHWc/u2j7NbFuoB4/s320/IMG_4366-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397765501973941298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben was just happy to be doing whatever.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG41yvC1I/AAAAAAAAHTk/cnSK0d_zWQI/s1600-h/IMG_4321-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuiG41yvC1I/AAAAAAAAHTk/cnSK0d_zWQI/s320/IMG_4321-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712464474213202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys had a great time riding the teeter totter.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui1239_jKI/AAAAAAAAHWM/OhsPCeqAABY/s1600-h/IMG_4361-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui1239_jKI/AAAAAAAAHWM/OhsPCeqAABY/s320/IMG_4361-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764107745070242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum loved playing on the tire horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3JJNWQ_I/AAAAAAAAHWs/Pmo7W24-oJY/s1600-h/IMG_4370-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3JJNWQ_I/AAAAAAAAHWs/Pmo7W24-oJY/s320/IMG_4370-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397765521122149362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum thought he was pretty hot stuff to climb on the big yellow tire.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui13QKRjcI/AAAAAAAAHWU/UW5Ac-AArgQ/s1600-h/IMG_4364-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui13QKRjcI/AAAAAAAAHWU/UW5Ac-AArgQ/s320/IMG_4364-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397764114239032770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids each loved picking out their own pumpkin to take home. There were many pumpkins to pick from.  I was hoping to get a fun shot of my parents with all the kids(like last year), but Emmy had things to do and didn't want to stop for a picture.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3JiITTfI/AAAAAAAAHW0/vkKCUDgkDrA/s1600-h/IMG_4371-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3JiITTfI/AAAAAAAAHW0/vkKCUDgkDrA/s320/IMG_4371-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397765527811870194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3KC7S4dI/AAAAAAAAHW8/4t3dVejFj2k/s1600-h/IMG_4372-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui3KC7S4dI/AAAAAAAAHW8/4t3dVejFj2k/s320/IMG_4372-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397765536615686610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were able to play on the swingset for a little bit before it started to rain. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwhUg1eTI/AAAAAAAAHX0/8-Q6wX9JXtM/s1600-h/IMG_4383-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwhUg1eTI/AAAAAAAAHX0/8-Q6wX9JXtM/s320/IMG_4383-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110083613030706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sunwg_qyKBI/AAAAAAAAHXs/diKUw-Hcm2A/s1600-h/IMG_4382-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sunwg_qyKBI/AAAAAAAAHXs/diKUw-Hcm2A/s320/IMG_4382-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110078017611794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvWv1esUI/AAAAAAAAHXk/09YrmiqC8xY/s1600-h/IMG_4379-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvWv1esUI/AAAAAAAAHXk/09YrmiqC8xY/s320/IMG_4379-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398108802457186626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvWJM3iMI/AAAAAAAAHXc/Ip0nxyK6YE4/s1600-h/IMG_4378-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvWJM3iMI/AAAAAAAAHXc/Ip0nxyK6YE4/s320/IMG_4378-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398108792086300866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvVArHpwI/AAAAAAAAHXM/tvoCNjUO_MQ/s1600-h/IMG_4376-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvVArHpwI/AAAAAAAAHXM/tvoCNjUO_MQ/s320/IMG_4376-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398108772617398018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvVhWXx2I/AAAAAAAAHXU/d7xRm8sSrxs/s1600-h/IMG_4377-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvVhWXx2I/AAAAAAAAHXU/d7xRm8sSrxs/s320/IMG_4377-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398108781388744546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvUkZLwZI/AAAAAAAAHXE/cFyuFNIEg9o/s1600-h/IMG_4375-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunvUkZLwZI/AAAAAAAAHXE/cFyuFNIEg9o/s320/IMG_4375-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398108765025976722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loved it when Papa pushed her in the swing. These pictures are blurry since it was raining, they were moving. However, I love how the pictures show the excitement on their faces. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sunwi7ZFu-I/AAAAAAAAHYM/1zkj5in9LU8/s1600-h/IMG_4387-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sunwi7ZFu-I/AAAAAAAAHYM/1zkj5in9LU8/s320/IMG_4387-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110111229393890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can tell that both Emmy and Papa are having a great time together besides the fact that it is raining and cold.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwieMsDBI/AAAAAAAAHYE/2caWrAsTp5E/s1600-h/IMG_4386-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwieMsDBI/AAAAAAAAHYE/2caWrAsTp5E/s320/IMG_4386-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110103392750610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwiDITROI/AAAAAAAAHX8/VV5PXBZ4eP4/s1600-h/IMG_4384-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunwiDITROI/AAAAAAAAHX8/VV5PXBZ4eP4/s320/IMG_4384-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398110096126592226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though it was raining, Ben still wanted a turn to have Papa push him in the swing. The good Papa that he is, my dad, gave Ben a few pushes in the swing before we left. Once again smiling and enjoying the kids even though it was so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunxqkVeQHI/AAAAAAAAHYU/VkHnE_8lY14/s1600-h/IMG_4389-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SunxqkVeQHI/AAAAAAAAHYU/VkHnE_8lY14/s320/IMG_4389-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398111341990789234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids had such a great time at the pumpkin patch.  We only could get them to leave when it started to rain even though they were freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nap time that day(Friday), we went to the Children's Museum.  The kids love going there. I was only able to get a couple of pictures before my batteries were dead in my camera. One of the places we went was the dentist area of the museum.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4ZBjyskI/AAAAAAAAHYk/WqNxfY35Xv8/s1600-h/IMG_4391-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4ZBjyskI/AAAAAAAAHYk/WqNxfY35Xv8/s320/IMG_4391-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398118737179226690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, Ben and Emmy had to do the teeth puzzle.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4aXg5i0I/AAAAAAAAHY0/4Js4dmiVAos/s1600-h/IMG_4393-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4aXg5i0I/AAAAAAAAHY0/4Js4dmiVAos/s320/IMG_4393-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398118760252541762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4a5StHzI/AAAAAAAAHY8/mtLnw_szW4Q/s1600-h/IMG_4394-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4a5StHzI/AAAAAAAAHY8/mtLnw_szW4Q/s320/IMG_4394-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398118769319812914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4Z5FqB6I/AAAAAAAAHYs/axEgz2TDTQU/s1600-h/IMG_4392-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sun4Z5FqB6I/AAAAAAAAHYs/axEgz2TDTQU/s320/IMG_4392-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398118752085215138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a great time with my parents. The kids loved doing so many fun things with them and were so happy that they came to visit. Of course, even though I didn't get any pictures of the event, but my parents read to them, A LOT. My dad also made them pancakes almost every day.  The kids loved having snuggle buddies during nap time.  The kids were in heaven!  My kids are so lucky to have such great grandparents (on both sides).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-2141141136503252707?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2141141136503252707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=2141141136503252707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2141141136503252707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2141141136503252707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch-2009.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2009'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sui11h1J3aI/AAAAAAAAHV0/fKX8nsMZ16Y/s72-c/IMG_4357-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8429606477755995386</id><published>2009-10-25T21:46:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:37:07.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Grandma the Birthday Girl!</title><content type='html'>For the past three years, my mom has requested for her birthday a plane ticket to Memphis. Since her birthday was earlier this month, we had the wonderful opportunity for her to come and visit us with papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were extremely excited when it was grandma's birthday. They loved singing Happy Birthday to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her birthday, she wanted to go to Chuck E. Cheese.  Before we went, the kids gave grandma the birthday present which they help make.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOCuk7TZI/AAAAAAAAHPc/CSOs7rAisH8/s1600-h/IMG_4268-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOCuk7TZI/AAAAAAAAHPc/CSOs7rAisH8/s320/IMG_4268-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735168498847122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We gave her a bag with the kids' hand prints on it that read, "We Love Grandma!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUODIXun7I/AAAAAAAAHPk/NboXenVqbvo/s1600-h/IMG_4269-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUODIXun7I/AAAAAAAAHPk/NboXenVqbvo/s320/IMG_4269-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735175422812082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Inside the bag we put a magazine for the ride home, some candy corn and a propel drink.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUODpARARI/AAAAAAAAHPs/UPk0pygRFaQ/s1600-h/IMG_4270-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUODpARARI/AAAAAAAAHPs/UPk0pygRFaQ/s320/IMG_4270-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735184182771986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOD_GXsvI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Tm0yFj9b7yQ/s1600-h/IMG_4273-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOD_GXsvI/AAAAAAAAHP0/Tm0yFj9b7yQ/s320/IMG_4273-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735190113956594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like usual, the kids had a great time at Chuck E. Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below is of the boys in the monster truck. They, especially Ben, got nervous when the truck started to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOuaw2aoI/AAAAAAAAHQE/DsAxEtKzL9o/s1600-h/IMG_4277-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOuaw2aoI/AAAAAAAAHQE/DsAxEtKzL9o/s320/IMG_4277-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735919094393474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOugJirrI/AAAAAAAAHQM/UxC_RpZ7QI8/s1600-h/IMG_4278-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOugJirrI/AAAAAAAAHQM/UxC_RpZ7QI8/s320/IMG_4278-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735920540135090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loved riding in the princess carriage again!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOvtR9P1I/AAAAAAAAHQc/1aAV0rywA_M/s1600-h/IMG_4279-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOvtR9P1I/AAAAAAAAHQc/1aAV0rywA_M/s320/IMG_4279-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735941244960594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOwBRak6I/AAAAAAAAHQk/wWsBh55NTow/s1600-h/IMG_4283-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOwBRak6I/AAAAAAAAHQk/wWsBh55NTow/s320/IMG_4283-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735946611397538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPc5o0Q_I/AAAAAAAAHQs/DN55nE7r668/s1600-h/IMG_4284-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPc5o0Q_I/AAAAAAAAHQs/DN55nE7r668/s320/IMG_4284-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396736717656179698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSml1Ob9I/AAAAAAAAHSk/mXmHL6q1tAc/s1600-h/IMG_4304-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSml1Ob9I/AAAAAAAAHSk/mXmHL6q1tAc/s320/IMG_4304-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740182673092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP9UmMASI/AAAAAAAAHR0/5UJYNmc_F4A/s1600-h/IMG_4297-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP9UmMASI/AAAAAAAAHR0/5UJYNmc_F4A/s320/IMG_4297-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737274648723746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP9B7CJ6I/AAAAAAAAHRs/pFuasSHvp6c/s1600-h/IMG_4295-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP9B7CJ6I/AAAAAAAAHRs/pFuasSHvp6c/s320/IMG_4295-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737269635884962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben found a little kid bowling game that he just loved! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPeBAMrvI/AAAAAAAAHRE/guClAISOGC0/s1600-h/IMG_4287-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPeBAMrvI/AAAAAAAAHRE/guClAISOGC0/s320/IMG_4287-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396736736813166322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so enthralled with the game and played it a couple times. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPeZrMsxI/AAAAAAAAHRM/t3c0qtlY5co/s1600-h/IMG_4289-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPeZrMsxI/AAAAAAAAHRM/t3c0qtlY5co/s320/IMG_4289-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396736743435973394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP783Ls7I/AAAAAAAAHRU/GHn9jWgIfUs/s1600-h/IMG_4291-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP783Ls7I/AAAAAAAAHRU/GHn9jWgIfUs/s320/IMG_4291-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737251097686962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite was when he would hit a pin(that is right, even just one), he would raise his little hands in the air and yell "Woohoo!"  So cute!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP8JVF6WI/AAAAAAAAHRc/ki_nhU4xVX0/s1600-h/IMG_4292-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP8JVF6WI/AAAAAAAAHRc/ki_nhU4xVX0/s320/IMG_4292-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737254444362082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum was itching to play air hockey with Papa.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPd09JWdI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/iT0NC9AS8sI/s1600-h/IMG_4286-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPd09JWdI/AAAAAAAAHQ8/iT0NC9AS8sI/s320/IMG_4286-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396736733579139538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course Hyrum would pick a game to play that he is a race car driver. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSAS20bAI/AAAAAAAAHSc/Djxefs29mPE/s1600-h/IMG_4302-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSAS20bAI/AAAAAAAAHSc/Djxefs29mPE/s320/IMG_4302-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739524744473602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSAKmRcHI/AAAAAAAAHSU/py8-CEtFhzs/s1600-h/IMG_4301-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSAKmRcHI/AAAAAAAAHSU/py8-CEtFhzs/s320/IMG_4301-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739522527588466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR_r737II/AAAAAAAAHSM/jZ7mfYNixAw/s1600-h/IMG_4300-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR_r737II/AAAAAAAAHSM/jZ7mfYNixAw/s320/IMG_4300-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739514296691842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP8kMffPI/AAAAAAAAHRk/qysgDdOezdM/s1600-h/IMG_4294-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUP8kMffPI/AAAAAAAAHRk/qysgDdOezdM/s320/IMG_4294-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396737261656046834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPdeQgfPI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/vjxUeTGrnyo/s1600-h/IMG_4285-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUPdeQgfPI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/vjxUeTGrnyo/s320/IMG_4285-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396736727486332146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom said that she wanted to go to Chuck E. Cheese for the kids, but I really think it was because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; really wanted to go. She loves/d to the play the game Deal or No Deal.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR-3cgNKI/AAAAAAAAHR8/ZVcR93BoreM/s1600-h/IMG_4298-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR-3cgNKI/AAAAAAAAHR8/ZVcR93BoreM/s320/IMG_4298-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739500206470306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She would get really into the game and was very focused.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR_UmiSAI/AAAAAAAAHSE/rAFeVVQ09FE/s1600-h/IMG_4299-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUR_UmiSAI/AAAAAAAAHSE/rAFeVVQ09FE/s320/IMG_4299-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739508033177602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She would squeal with delight when she did really well and show disappointment when not doing as well as she would have liked.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSnDU3oII/AAAAAAAAHSs/B01lXLWSK5w/s1600-h/IMG_4306-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSnDU3oII/AAAAAAAAHSs/B01lXLWSK5w/s320/IMG_4306-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740190590443650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSn6Hs-PI/AAAAAAAAHS0/D1QzENHwghA/s1600-h/IMG_4307-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSn6Hs-PI/AAAAAAAAHS0/D1QzENHwghA/s320/IMG_4307-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740205299169522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Chuck E. Cheese, we came back home and had cake and ice cream. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSoE4WeKI/AAAAAAAAHS8/Uab6Nx_sDRs/s1600-h/IMG_4308-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSoE4WeKI/AAAAAAAAHS8/Uab6Nx_sDRs/s320/IMG_4308-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740208187570338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSopIZWwI/AAAAAAAAHTE/ZkhexlVn4PE/s1600-h/IMG_4309-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUSopIZWwI/AAAAAAAAHTE/ZkhexlVn4PE/s320/IMG_4309-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740217918544642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a fun night; the kids were in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for my sweet mom. I love how she gets so excited for her birthday. I don't think I have met anyone else who gets this excited (okay, maybe Emily R.).  I am so grateful for the love that she shows my kids as well as myself. She really takes the time to be an awesome grandma and considers her relationship with them a high priority.  The kids love the way she will snuggle in the bed and read books or sing songs to them.  I am grateful for her testimony of the gospel and her dedication to the Church. I love the way she takes delight in the little things in life. She is amazing at serving and caring for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOEacgHgI/AAAAAAAAHP8/1OR-3vYL1kQ/s1600-h/IMG_4276-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOEacgHgI/AAAAAAAAHP8/1OR-3vYL1kQ/s320/IMG_4276-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396735197454540290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8429606477755995386?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8429606477755995386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8429606477755995386' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8429606477755995386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8429606477755995386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/grandma-birthday-girl.html' title='Grandma the Birthday Girl!'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuUOCuk7TZI/AAAAAAAAHPc/CSOs7rAisH8/s72-c/IMG_4268-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-2199459715518455648</id><published>2009-10-23T14:52:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:23:02.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>They Are Three</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week my sweet Ben and Emmy turned three. I can't believe the time has gone by so fast! It seems like just the other day they were infants and now they are preschoolers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuJwLzsrD_I/AAAAAAAAHPQ/-9_TPIlSb78/s1600-h/c01ad592c51aca65_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuJwLzsrD_I/AAAAAAAAHPQ/-9_TPIlSb78/s320/c01ad592c51aca65_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395998651701727218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo6tTXwkI/AAAAAAAAHM0/kTmXKq1epjI/s1600-h/IMG_4423-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo6tTXwkI/AAAAAAAAHM0/kTmXKq1epjI/s320/IMG_4423-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395920292601643586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily has quite the spunky personality and is always on the go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLE9a1yI/AAAAAAAAHOY/7X1eeB6ZENY/s1600-h/IMG_4434-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLE9a1yI/AAAAAAAAHOY/7X1eeB6ZENY/s320/IMG_4434-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395922772853184290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves to read books and do puzzles. She loves going to the little playschool that I do with some friends in the ward.   She knows a couple of her letters and can count to 10 correctly (for awhile now) and is working on counting to 20.  She knows her colors (has for awhile).Her favorite color is pink!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILjaewC7I/AAAAAAAAHMM/zMLfJ-DwSbQ/s1600-h/IMG_4412-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILjaewC7I/AAAAAAAAHMM/zMLfJ-DwSbQ/s320/IMG_4412-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395888006574902194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also is in heaven anytime I put make-up on her; particularly lip stick or paint her toes.  Emmy loves lotion too.  Emmy loves to walk around in my shoes or her high heel shoes. I think she is just discovering the possibilities with dress-ups after exploring her Halloween costume for this year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILkm2nduI/AAAAAAAAHMk/zD0Y9BwNzYA/s1600-h/IMG_4420-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILkm2nduI/AAAAAAAAHMk/zD0Y9BwNzYA/s320/IMG_4420-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395888027076097762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If her hair is a little crazy, she tells me that it is a mess.  She likes to have me do her hair and put a bow in it. Most of the time she sits pretty still, unless there are things on the bathroom counter that she thinks she needs to use.  She has always been really good about keeping bows in her hair.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLQdhXHI/AAAAAAAAHOg/qlH0vw_zD_Q/s1600-h/IMG_4562-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLQdhXHI/AAAAAAAAHOg/qlH0vw_zD_Q/s320/IMG_4562-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395922775940619378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves helping me pick her clothes and shoes out for the next day as well as a bow and a bracelet to match her outfit.  A pair of shoes she is particularly fond of are red sparkly Sunday shoes that have a little heel (think Dorothy).  She also loves her flip flops.  She is a big Dora fan although I am not sure how that really happened since we don't have cable for her to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLzaxtRI/AAAAAAAAHOo/HtNNSn9LWJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4563-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrLzaxtRI/AAAAAAAAHOo/HtNNSn9LWJ8/s320/IMG_4563-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395922785324348690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loves babies and is quite the helper with them. She loves to hold the babies(with my help) and  give them kisses. She adores her friend Lexi and always gives her a big hug when she sees her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpwyAYMZI/AAAAAAAAHN4/XPkijVLfKQ8/s1600-h/IMG_4429-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpwyAYMZI/AAAAAAAAHN4/XPkijVLfKQ8/s320/IMG_4429-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395921221577093522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loves her extended family. She has her Papa Van wrapped around her little finger. I think Emmy and her Aunt Millie are kindred spirits in someways. One of them being they both enjoy a good pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy loves to sing. She loves when we sing together before bed. Her favorite song is Wheels on the Bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime it is prayer time she raises her little arm up to request to be the person to give the prayer. She loves to pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy loves her boys and most of the time wants to do whatever they are doing.   Like any sister, she knows exactly what buttons to push to stir the bubbles and bug them.  However, she does love them very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first meet her she is shy and it takes her a little while to warm up.  She knows how to play hard to get and coy even though she is only three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and I love our sweet Emmy so much and are so pleased to have her in our little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ben is such a character and has a wonderful zest for life. He definetly has no fear and tries his hardest to do everything his brother does.  This includes jumping from our high counter in the kitchen to the floor pretending they were swimming.   Oh, how he loves his brother and tries to be exactly like him (even repeating Hyrum's words like a little parrot).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIsDk84arI/AAAAAAAAHPA/j0oqQkeCWKc/s1600-h/IMG_4569-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIsDk84arI/AAAAAAAAHPA/j0oqQkeCWKc/s320/IMG_4569-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395923743513537202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben loves sports! He has been amazing this soccer season and has been in heaven any time he plays.  Ben and Hyrum love to practice kicking any kind of ball in the house and outside. Ben also enjoys tossing a football around with Hyrum, Brandon, Papa or anyone who cares to play.  Ben received a basketball and hoops (the ones you put on the wall) from a friend for his birthday and has been itching for Brandon to set it up so he and Hyrum can play.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrNL-MpzI/AAAAAAAAHO4/-GMzxQao0bI/s1600-h/IMG_4568-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrNL-MpzI/AAAAAAAAHO4/-GMzxQao0bI/s320/IMG_4568-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395922809095235378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben is so funny. He loves to be silly, play jokes and has quite the sense of humor.  A game that he and I play right now is that I pretend to eat him and he just thinks it is so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo9XEauHI/AAAAAAAAHNk/npxt5rf-kqs/s1600-h/IMG_4427-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo9XEauHI/AAAAAAAAHNk/npxt5rf-kqs/s320/IMG_4427-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395920338172950642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben loves cars and trains. He enjoys watching the movie CARS and pretending that he is Chick Hicks or McQueen and race.   When it is time for bed, he loves it when I do the cars song which is when we pretend we are driving cars and are racing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrMuWeuII/AAAAAAAAHOw/0nnSeknn-IE/s1600-h/IMG_4567-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIrMuWeuII/AAAAAAAAHOw/0nnSeknn-IE/s320/IMG_4567-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395922801144019074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben hates to have his clothes changed and always has. However, if he is changing into a shirt with a car, train, Spiderman the changing of clothes goes a lot smoother.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILkEfkMEI/AAAAAAAAHMc/vCWgusVJiEA/s1600-h/IMG_4419-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuILkEfkMEI/AAAAAAAAHMc/vCWgusVJiEA/s320/IMG_4419-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395888017852608578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves Spiderman for whatever reason.  He hasn't seen a movie with Spiderman in it. We don't really have any Spiderman toys. Probably because Hyrum thinks Spiderman is cool.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpxUlG69I/AAAAAAAAHOA/KWpYHsWKjrI/s1600-h/IMG_4431-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpxUlG69I/AAAAAAAAHOA/KWpYHsWKjrI/s320/IMG_4431-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395921230857956306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben is so smart and is a great problem solver.  He loves to play with toys and games that are a little mind stretching for someone his age.  He knows half of his abc's. Can count to 10 correctly(for awhile now) and is trying his hardest to get counting to 20 down.  He knows his colors (for awhile now). His favorite color is probably yellow.  Ben also loves doing puzzles and reading books.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIsEFDrOxI/AAAAAAAAHPI/-9Si7QPl1j4/s1600-h/IMG_4570-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIsEFDrOxI/AAAAAAAAHPI/-9Si7QPl1j4/s320/IMG_4570-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395923752131967762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heard a woman here in Memphis refer to kisses as sugar. I ask Ben all the time if I can have some sugar and he comes running with his cute lips puckered to give me a kiss.  He loves to give hugs and kisses to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his extended family to;espescially his Papa Van, his namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loves to pray and is sad if it isn't his turn to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and I love our Ben Boo Van and are so pleased to have him in our family.  Our family wouldn't be complete without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pictures below Emmy wanted so badly to put her arm around Ben for the pictures, but he wanted nothing to do with it. She got quite upset with the fact that he didn't want the loves she was willing to give, but you can see he quickly warmed up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo7dmBNqI/AAAAAAAAHNA/4EH5s74HKdI/s1600-h/IMG_4424-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo7dmBNqI/AAAAAAAAHNA/4EH5s74HKdI/s320/IMG_4424-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395920305564759714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo8xarGqI/AAAAAAAAHNY/9-d3ssGDlDM/s1600-h/IMG_4426-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo8xarGqI/AAAAAAAAHNY/9-d3ssGDlDM/s320/IMG_4426-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395920328065751714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these two! I am so happy that they came together. &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tibbitts/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;They have such a unique relationship.  They were so happy that it was their birthday.  They are my sweethearts!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo8AQFZKI/AAAAAAAAHNM/2smwwF5yP18/s1600-h/IMG_4425-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIo8AQFZKI/AAAAAAAAHNM/2smwwF5yP18/s320/IMG_4425-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395920314867999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpwfsROnI/AAAAAAAAHNw/xz87EqVDw9I/s1600-h/IMG_4428-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIpwfsROnI/AAAAAAAAHNw/xz87EqVDw9I/s320/IMG_4428-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395921216660912754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-2199459715518455648?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2199459715518455648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=2199459715518455648' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2199459715518455648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2199459715518455648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/they-are-three.html' title='They Are Three'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuJwLzsrD_I/AAAAAAAAHPQ/-9_TPIlSb78/s72-c/c01ad592c51aca65_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8491178723642069578</id><published>2009-10-23T14:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:51:20.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>First Birthday Party-By Herself</title><content type='html'>On October 3rd, Emmy was able to go to her very first birthday party by herself.   I just had to post about this because of her cute little smile she had on the whole day because she got invited to a party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIH84T2ZMI/AAAAAAAAHME/x_Y4ODjxi6Y/s1600-h/012-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIH84T2ZMI/AAAAAAAAHME/x_Y4ODjxi6Y/s320/012-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395884046032463042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so excited to go with me and have special one on one time and pick out a fun present for her little friend. She loved picking out a special present that she thought her friend might like.  She kept changing her mind, but finally after I gave her two different options for a gift she picked one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was smiling the whole time on the way to the party to drop her off.  She was so pleased to have something to do that was just for her. The mom at the party said that you could just tell that Emily was so happy just to be at the party.  I love our little Emmy and her sweet little smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8491178723642069578?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8491178723642069578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8491178723642069578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8491178723642069578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8491178723642069578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-birthday-party-by-herself.html' title='First Birthday Party-By Herself'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SuIH84T2ZMI/AAAAAAAAHME/x_Y4ODjxi6Y/s72-c/012-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5231299892632750936</id><published>2009-10-20T21:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:23:01.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Go Flyers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On October 3rd, the boys had their first soccer game of the season. They were both extremely excited for their game.    Ben has been so excited to be on his big brother's team.  Hyrum is also very pleased to have Ben on his team.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54BLVFqZI/AAAAAAAAHJE/nmqS-KrMSDE/s1600-h/066-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54BLVFqZI/AAAAAAAAHJE/nmqS-KrMSDE/s320/066-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881365252876690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54B-d9u5I/AAAAAAAAHJM/iY--1mNM0bc/s1600-h/067-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54B-d9u5I/AAAAAAAAHJM/iY--1mNM0bc/s320/067-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881378980314002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54CTzAxCI/AAAAAAAAHJU/HBtzy56GnUM/s1600-h/068-edited-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54CTzAxCI/AAAAAAAAHJU/HBtzy56GnUM/s320/068-edited-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881384705737762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys are the numbers 2 and 10 this year.  The number 10 is the same number that my brother, Uncle Sean, is on the &lt;a href="http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-penguins.html"&gt;Fighting Penguins&lt;/a&gt;.  The number 2 is the number that my sister is on the &lt;a href="http://www.wolverinegreen.com/sports/w-soccer/spec-rel/101209aaa.html"&gt;Utah Valley University soccer team&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54nB5XshI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/nXZz48oRIY4/s1600-h/075-edited-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54nB5XshI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/nXZz48oRIY4/s320/075-edited-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882015555727890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon also had a chance to coach the team for the game since the head coach of the team (Nick) had to work. The pictures below are of the kids warming-up before the big game.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54C2YkeiI/AAAAAAAAHJc/aTXqRKrUFhM/s1600-h/069-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54C2YkeiI/AAAAAAAAHJc/aTXqRKrUFhM/s320/069-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881393990072866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54DhZrNeI/AAAAAAAAHJk/razRbFaLFk4/s1600-h/070-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54DhZrNeI/AAAAAAAAHJk/razRbFaLFk4/s320/070-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881405537433058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54mEMvLJI/AAAAAAAAHJs/JGVU4ZMOghU/s1600-h/072-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54mEMvLJI/AAAAAAAAHJs/JGVU4ZMOghU/s320/072-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394881998993960082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55IGx38VI/AAAAAAAAHKU/O-zmS3Sa6d8/s1600-h/078-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55IGx38VI/AAAAAAAAHKU/O-zmS3Sa6d8/s320/078-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882583802147154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54nr013WI/AAAAAAAAHKE/aByj6Hl1OGM/s1600-h/076-edited%3Dblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54nr013WI/AAAAAAAAHKE/aByj6Hl1OGM/s320/076-edited%3Dblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882026811022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55Ist5obI/AAAAAAAAHKc/zEN4G8aKS80/s1600-h/079-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55Ist5obI/AAAAAAAAHKc/zEN4G8aKS80/s320/079-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882593986027954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55JI54hbI/AAAAAAAAHKk/63BFdO7u2g8/s1600-h/080-edited-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55JI54hbI/AAAAAAAAHKk/63BFdO7u2g8/s320/080-edited-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882601552479666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54mgHpsnI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/0syhHlhy21w/s1600-h/074-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54mgHpsnI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/0syhHlhy21w/s320/074-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882006488822386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum and Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The video below is of the kids on the team showing off their flying skills since they are the Flyers.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55KF6VGnI/AAAAAAAAHK0/pIGzjbiTh2k/s1600-h/082-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55KF6VGnI/AAAAAAAAHK0/pIGzjbiTh2k/s320/082-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882617928915570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55Jl2mrBI/AAAAAAAAHKs/UvYQk0BVNDQ/s1600-h/081-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55Jl2mrBI/AAAAAAAAHKs/UvYQk0BVNDQ/s320/081-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882609323355154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-908df673b55c43a1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D908df673b55c43a1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D723E86308C7EF963207B39C746909EA9EBC6840E.47C21B21E245DDB7F482739FF24DDA1BC9B2C104%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D908df673b55c43a1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK0j-c4GoSFdQ2rPcy3xWU_A_W_Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D908df673b55c43a1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D723E86308C7EF963207B39C746909EA9EBC6840E.47C21B21E245DDB7F482739FF24DDA1BC9B2C104%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D908df673b55c43a1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK0j-c4GoSFdQ2rPcy3xWU_A_W_Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One last pep talk and team cheer before the game starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55nLIP7bI/AAAAAAAAHK8/CQ4vD-ke5Wg/s1600-h/084-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55nLIP7bI/AAAAAAAAHK8/CQ4vD-ke5Wg/s320/084-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883117545680306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both Ben and Hyrum played really well during their first game.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55okejWjI/AAAAAAAAHLU/hqHMPgP7vSA/s1600-h/087-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55okejWjI/AAAAAAAAHLU/hqHMPgP7vSA/s320/087-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883141529983538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In fact, Ben, the youngest player on the team, scored the very first goal of the season.  Of course, since I was so excited, I forgot to take pictures or record the event on camera.  To end the game, Hyrum scored the last goal. Once again, I didn't have either camera ready for the event.  The  pictures below are of the boys waiting on the sidelines for their turn to get back in the game. The first picture is Hyrum and his friend J.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55nuZxlyI/AAAAAAAAHLE/ArikfpyaJkE/s1600-h/085-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55nuZxlyI/AAAAAAAAHLE/ArikfpyaJkE/s320/085-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883127014430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55oei3cDI/AAAAAAAAHLM/J5SzxrKA9PY/s1600-h/086-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55oei3cDI/AAAAAAAAHLM/J5SzxrKA9PY/s320/086-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883139937464370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55pEAIzJI/AAAAAAAAHLc/sXaHK2b_u8w/s1600-h/088-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St55pEAIzJI/AAAAAAAAHLc/sXaHK2b_u8w/s320/088-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883149992348818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy sitting in her "special chair" and cheering on "her boys"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54oCg9RkI/AAAAAAAAHKM/6rq0HQEuoeA/s1600-h/077-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54oCg9RkI/AAAAAAAAHKM/6rq0HQEuoeA/s320/077-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394882032901637698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It wouldn't be a true soccer game if it didn't end in with one more team cheer and snacks and drinks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56JPoflII/AAAAAAAAHLk/YUK6wmugrUo/s1600-h/089-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56JPoflII/AAAAAAAAHLk/YUK6wmugrUo/s320/089-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883702870217858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56JcY_ocI/AAAAAAAAHLs/axJmos9rO6E/s1600-h/091-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56JcY_ocI/AAAAAAAAHLs/axJmos9rO6E/s320/091-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883706294870466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56KhcGLKI/AAAAAAAAHL8/x3lVr5mLrEI/s1600-h/094-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56KhcGLKI/AAAAAAAAHL8/x3lVr5mLrEI/s320/094-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883724829928610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56KAzpiaI/AAAAAAAAHL0/ZL9FIOgKRWg/s1600-h/092-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St56KAzpiaI/AAAAAAAAHL0/ZL9FIOgKRWg/s320/092-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394883716070345122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soccer has been so much fun this season and I have already seen so much growth in the boys in their soccer skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5231299892632750936?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=908df673b55c43a1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5231299892632750936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5231299892632750936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5231299892632750936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5231299892632750936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-flyers.html' title='Go Flyers!'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/St54BLVFqZI/AAAAAAAAHJE/nmqS-KrMSDE/s72-c/066-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7258876137173455832</id><published>2009-10-11T14:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:59:56.607-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>The Snake</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/playing-family.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; below mentions my kids' love for playing family. While I was at the store (Sept.22), I noticed that Ben, in the shopping cart, was holding the dishwasher soap really close and holding a few other items close too. I asked him what he was doing and his response was playing family.  Each thing by him in the cart had a part to play in the family.  The dish washer soap you see him holding in his hands in the picture below was the snake in the family. I can't remember what everything else was. He told me he was giving the people in his family a hug right when I asked him what he was doing. It was funny to hear him talk and ask questions to "his family" as I finished my shopping. He talked to his family so lovingly.  He wanted to hold the soap in the car on the way home and continued to talk to it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI5ayg76mI/AAAAAAAAHI8/iuIsnwJTdN0/s1600-h/005-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI5ayg76mI/AAAAAAAAHI8/iuIsnwJTdN0/s320/005-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391434836315204194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was too funny and a good laugh for me. I can not say that he does not have an imagination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7258876137173455832?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7258876137173455832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7258876137173455832' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7258876137173455832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7258876137173455832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/snake.html' title='The Snake'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI5ayg76mI/AAAAAAAAHI8/iuIsnwJTdN0/s72-c/005-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3782592413086036780</id><published>2009-10-11T14:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:51:16.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Having Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Playing Family</title><content type='html'>My kids love playing family (House) together.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1ADCOD4I/AAAAAAAAHIc/qAM9qnWyZVA/s1600-h/027-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1ADCOD4I/AAAAAAAAHIc/qAM9qnWyZVA/s320/027-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391429978846793602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They used to play family together every day, now not so often. They have played family for a few months now. The pictures in this post were taken in May, five months ago. If I remember correctly they have been playing family before May. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is assigned a part in the family. Most of the time Emmy is the mommy,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0HaSHhZI/AAAAAAAAHIM/L2TQaRIyofw/s1600-h/025-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0HaSHhZI/AAAAAAAAHIM/L2TQaRIyofw/s320/025-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391429005834945938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hyrum is the daddy&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0GAREqcI/AAAAAAAAHH8/D_Ez9uJrHwE/s1600-h/022-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0GAREqcI/AAAAAAAAHH8/D_Ez9uJrHwE/s320/022-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391428981671373250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben is a baby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0Gqy06bI/AAAAAAAAHIE/vBP1V6Xn4l0/s1600-h/024-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0Gqy06bI/AAAAAAAAHIE/vBP1V6Xn4l0/s320/024-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391428993087236530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Every once in awhile we get a random grandpa, dog, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Emmy usually has a doll and her blanket(she calls it baby) that she is pushing around in the stroller, she has her purse and usually some accessories like her phone, sunglasses, necklaces etc.  Of course she wears her play high heel shoes and sometimes she wears my shoes.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0FmO2WnI/AAAAAAAAHH0/vjJgS0ezWO0/s1600-h/021-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI0FmO2WnI/AAAAAAAAHH0/vjJgS0ezWO0/s320/021-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391428974682724978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben acts like a baby.  When they first started to play I would wonder what was happening because I would hear been crying/whining the whole time.  I soon came to realize that he was just playing his part in the family.  He does a very great job at being the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hyrum also does a really good job being the daddy and takes great care of his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular time they played family they made me laugh since all of them wanted to wear a pair of shoes. The boys wanted to wear Brandon's shoes and Emmy wanted to wear my shoes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1BYfQpmI/AAAAAAAAHIs/wOyJnQeo8e0/s1600-h/029-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1BYfQpmI/AAAAAAAAHIs/wOyJnQeo8e0/s320/029-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391430001785611874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1B6Hu7bI/AAAAAAAAHI0/gJ5svTLjzKg/s1600-h/030-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1B6Hu7bI/AAAAAAAAHI0/gJ5svTLjzKg/s320/030-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391430010813738418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the way they have been playing so well together. Don't get me wrong, they still fight, but they love being and doing things together.  It is fun to hear them play family and listen to the way they talk to each other.  It is pretty funny and pretty humbling to hear their conversations as they play.  I am so grateful that they love each other.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1AqZVR3I/AAAAAAAAHIk/ypEDzM1R0KM/s1600-h/028-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1AqZVR3I/AAAAAAAAHIk/ypEDzM1R0KM/s320/028-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391429989412718450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-3782592413086036780?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3782592413086036780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=3782592413086036780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3782592413086036780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3782592413086036780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/playing-family.html' title='Playing Family'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/StI1ADCOD4I/AAAAAAAAHIc/qAM9qnWyZVA/s72-c/027-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5359280699944891229</id><published>2009-10-06T16:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:12:46.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Star of the Week</title><content type='html'>Before Hyrum's school started, I was sent in an email various papers of important information from his teacher.  One of the papers listed each child's name in the class and next to the name were the dates that the child would be the star of the week for the class.  For the first day during the special week, the spolighted child was supposed to bring a poster to class that shared information about them. With excitement, I wrote down Hyrum's special week on my calendar and called my crafty sister Millie and my mom to help me get some fun things together for the poster. The package of fun things to put on the poster arrived quickly and I ordered pictures on -line for the poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the days I dropped Hyrum off to school I  noticed the little boy who was the week before Hyrum in the rotation for being the star, bring his poster to school. I commented on the cute poster. The mom and I continued to talk and I realized that it was Hyrum's week to be the star. The other boy was sick during his special week and was going to share the week with Hyrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked and embarrassed. I couldn't believe that I forgot that it was Hyrum's special week; especially when I have been so looking forward to the week.   I didn't tell him that we missed a day in his special week.  That afternoon we went to work on his poster.  Hyrum helped me pick what pictures he wanted for the poster. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyTgq_sjI/AAAAAAAAHHM/efhFSVg9zjo/s1600-h/IMG_4162-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyTgq_sjI/AAAAAAAAHHM/efhFSVg9zjo/s320/IMG_4162-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389597427336458802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pictures I ordered came during naptime in the mail that day.  After I finished feeding the missionaries that night, I went to work on putting the poster together. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyUeOXTeI/AAAAAAAAHHU/kwLPFuwoBrU/s1600-h/IMG_4190-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyUeOXTeI/AAAAAAAAHHU/kwLPFuwoBrU/s320/IMG_4190-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389597443859369442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a lot of work! I remembered many wonderful memories about my Handsome Hyrum as I put the poster together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite pleased with the results and Hyrum seemed pretty happy too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyVXktQ6I/AAAAAAAAHHk/Li0WD7YKq6E/s1600-h/IMG_4193-edited-blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyVXktQ6I/AAAAAAAAHHk/Li0WD7YKq6E/s320/IMG_4193-edited-blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389597459253904290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the second day of being the star of the week, Hyrum was supposed to bring a favorite toy.  He chose his toy car, the Sherrif from CARS. Don't ask me why he chose to bring that car, I have no idea. I tried to talk him in to bringing McQueen, or his special blanket, but he wouldn't budge. However, when we got to Ms. Tami's, he said that he wanted to switch what toy he wanted to bring, but it was a little too late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and final day of being the star, Hyrum got to bring a treat to share. He chose &lt;a href="http://www.nabiscoworld.com/Chipsahoy/"&gt;Chips Ahoy&lt;/a&gt; chocolate chip cookies with candy blast.  He wanted to bring cupcakes, but I talked him in to bringing cupcakes for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum loved being the star of the week.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyWPRgtoI/AAAAAAAAHHs/Bs81TZ-K_LE/s1600-h/IMG_4194-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyWPRgtoI/AAAAAAAAHHs/Bs81TZ-K_LE/s320/IMG_4194-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389597474205775490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5359280699944891229?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5359280699944891229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5359280699944891229' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5359280699944891229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5359280699944891229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-of-week.html' title='Star of the Week'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsuyTgq_sjI/AAAAAAAAHHM/efhFSVg9zjo/s72-c/IMG_4162-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-1798166183081251294</id><published>2009-09-29T14:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:37:56.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Papa Van</title><content type='html'>Even though it is a little late, I thought that I would share this video that I filmed of the kids.  In the video they are talking about their beloved Papa Van who recently had a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have such a great dad.  I love the fact that he takes the time to truly love my kids.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXwWbQuQI/AAAAAAAAHG0/1hgHb1EoulA/s1600-h/467-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXwWbQuQI/AAAAAAAAHG0/1hgHb1EoulA/s320/467-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388583073569880322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXxOGc6gI/AAAAAAAAHG8/sGSysIKAL5E/s1600-h/546-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXxOGc6gI/AAAAAAAAHG8/sGSysIKAL5E/s320/546-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388583088514984450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is never to busy to talk to them or myself.  Some of those talks with my dad have really helped be a better person.  I love my dad so much.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXxpPNpkI/AAAAAAAAHHE/x-9oLM3NSmc/s1600-h/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXxpPNpkI/AAAAAAAAHHE/x-9oLM3NSmc/s320/212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388583095799490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKdXu82KglI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKdXu82KglI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-1798166183081251294?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1798166183081251294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=1798166183081251294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1798166183081251294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1798166183081251294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/papa-van.html' title='Papa Van'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SsgXwWbQuQI/AAAAAAAAHG0/1hgHb1EoulA/s72-c/467-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8583111510900905697</id><published>2009-09-24T15:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:43:13.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Soccer Time</title><content type='html'>The fall soccer season has officially begun. The boys had their first practice two days ago on Tuesday. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUl0XuBnI/AAAAAAAAHEc/y2f1iVPv-HU/s1600-h/IMG_4163-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUl0XuBnI/AAAAAAAAHEc/y2f1iVPv-HU/s320/IMG_4163-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131525629937266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUmsK7avI/AAAAAAAAHEk/h6L-FlDoOl0/s1600-h/IMG_4164-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUmsK7avI/AAAAAAAAHEk/h6L-FlDoOl0/s320/IMG_4164-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131540608674546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUnpALUBI/AAAAAAAAHE0/ZxdoahbJzF8/s1600-h/IMG_4167-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUnpALUBI/AAAAAAAAHE0/ZxdoahbJzF8/s320/IMG_4167-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131556938141714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUoa3os_I/AAAAAAAAHE8/E89VQ2X6_-0/s1600-h/IMG_4168-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUoa3os_I/AAAAAAAAHE8/E89VQ2X6_-0/s320/IMG_4168-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131570324091890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year Ben just barely made the cut off to play.  He has been so excited to play soccer this year with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; is also really excited for Ben to be on his team with him. They were so excited to go to practice.  Ben has been practicing the team cheer, "Go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flyers&lt;/span&gt;" whenever he hears someone talking about soccer.  Their team is called The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Flyers&lt;/span&gt; since they run so fast.  Ben has also been practicing kicking his soccer ball around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At practice both boys did really well. They did a great job following directions from Coach Nick (who is a fabulous coach)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvVAs9ZobI/AAAAAAAAHFU/hvAujNiPv-w/s1600-h/IMG_4171-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvVAs9ZobI/AAAAAAAAHFU/hvAujNiPv-w/s320/IMG_4171-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131987496968626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvU_3RzA5I/AAAAAAAAHFM/DSh6Q3hGKaE/s1600-h/IMG_4170-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvU_3RzA5I/AAAAAAAAHFM/DSh6Q3hGKaE/s320/IMG_4170-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131973087003538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV4-FXVYI/AAAAAAAAHF0/pdFTf4Xy95U/s1600-h/IMG_4173-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV4-FXVYI/AAAAAAAAHF0/pdFTf4Xy95U/s320/IMG_4173-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385132954166449538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; scored a two goals in the scrimmage.  The picture below is of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hyrum&lt;/span&gt; scoring a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV56ebI5I/AAAAAAAAHF8/eO5XYWU6Imo/s1600-h/IMG_4174-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV56ebI5I/AAAAAAAAHF8/eO5XYWU6Imo/s320/IMG_4174-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385132970377683858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben also did really well and almost scored a goal.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV6RsqByI/AAAAAAAAHGE/mv53F-a8y4M/s1600-h/IMG_4175-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV6RsqByI/AAAAAAAAHGE/mv53F-a8y4M/s320/IMG_4175-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385132976611395362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so proud of Ben, being one of the smallest on the team, he fell down a couple times, but he picked himself right up and went to get back in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the princess do during the practice?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvU_cnXH5I/AAAAAAAAHFE/VUVXYz3W_LQ/s1600-h/IMG_4169-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvU_cnXH5I/AAAAAAAAHFE/VUVXYz3W_LQ/s320/IMG_4169-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131965929693074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got to bring her backpack with toys inside and a little chair for her to sit in ( I got the chair for $2 at a yard sale). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUnKAQipI/AAAAAAAAHEs/3DU2HhdnyLo/s1600-h/IMG_4165-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUnKAQipI/AAAAAAAAHEs/3DU2HhdnyLo/s320/IMG_4165-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131548616985234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV62qnpuI/AAAAAAAAHGM/AvMu3HIJ26g/s1600-h/IMG_4179-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvV62qnpuI/AAAAAAAAHGM/AvMu3HIJ26g/s320/IMG_4179-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385132986534962914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was quite content to watch her boys as she calls them and have some treats. I think we will let her play next season. I didn't want to sign her up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I was worried that she would get pushed around a little bit and have a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a great time at practice and were in heaven. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvVBA6XEXI/AAAAAAAAHFc/jpjDNqJcb4s/s1600-h/IMG_4172-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvVBA6XEXI/AAAAAAAAHFc/jpjDNqJcb4s/s320/IMG_4172-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385131992852926834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first game is this Saturday. 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href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8583111510900905697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8583111510900905697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8583111510900905697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8583111510900905697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/soccer-time.html' title='Soccer Time'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrvUl0XuBnI/AAAAAAAAHEc/y2f1iVPv-HU/s72-c/IMG_4163-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8105124143224683305</id><published>2009-09-23T16:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:05:20.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Having Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>New Favorite Thing</title><content type='html'>A new favorite thing for Ben and Emmy right now are puzzles.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY5YgXgbI/AAAAAAAAHDU/9hq618FnXfw/s1600-h/IMG_4195-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY5YgXgbI/AAAAAAAAHDU/9hq618FnXfw/s320/IMG_4195-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384784416073023922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY7NR9RQI/AAAAAAAAHDs/Lh8Rg36wfio/s1600-h/IMG_4198-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY7NR9RQI/AAAAAAAAHDs/Lh8Rg36wfio/s320/IMG_4198-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384784447419532546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have liked puzzles in the past, but I think puzzles might have turned into an obsession. They will do puzzles for a good twenty minutes or so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY6h5sbTI/AAAAAAAAHDk/LTyBRJDu0s0/s1600-h/IMG_4197-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY6h5sbTI/AAAAAAAAHDk/LTyBRJDu0s0/s320/IMG_4197-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384784435775040818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY5xJD-uI/AAAAAAAAHDc/8LurirAO5kw/s1600-h/IMG_4196-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY5xJD-uI/AAAAAAAAHDc/8LurirAO5kw/s320/IMG_4196-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384784422686161634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are getting quite good at putting the puzzles pieces together. It is so cute to see the concentration on their face as they are trying to figure out where everything goes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY7yzwe0I/AAAAAAAAHD0/ZAFXpcvaZDM/s1600-h/IMG_4199-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY7yzwe0I/AAAAAAAAHD0/ZAFXpcvaZDM/s320/IMG_4199-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384784457493412674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqafYXtDNI/AAAAAAAAHEM/AAEimd_eoTk/s1600-h/IMG_4202-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqafYXtDNI/AAAAAAAAHEM/AAEimd_eoTk/s320/IMG_4202-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384786168383343826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes they ask for help, but they do a lot of them now on their own. I think they love the feeling of accomplishment when they can finish a puzzle. They usually yell at "I did it!" with great excitement when they finished the puzzle they have been working on.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqaeiOqhdI/AAAAAAAAHEE/30EXL_PozVk/s1600-h/IMG_4201-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqaeiOqhdI/AAAAAAAAHEE/30EXL_PozVk/s320/IMG_4201-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384786153849914834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqagMYdXqI/AAAAAAAAHEU/SKL99N46DWM/s1600-h/IMG_4203-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqagMYdXqI/AAAAAAAAHEU/SKL99N46DWM/s320/IMG_4203-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384786182345154210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srqadwj9OnI/AAAAAAAAHD8/3m4lzLCRpOc/s1600-h/IMG_4200-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srqadwj9OnI/AAAAAAAAHD8/3m4lzLCRpOc/s320/IMG_4200-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384786140517448306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also love to do puzzles at nursery and when they go to the gym play area.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they do work together to put a puzzle together.  However, they do get bugged when one is trying to put a piece in a spot where the other one does not think it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that they enjoy and love puzzles. I think puzzles are an excellent activity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8105124143224683305?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8105124143224683305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8105124143224683305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8105124143224683305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8105124143224683305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-favorite-thing.html' title='New Favorite Thing'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrqY5YgXgbI/AAAAAAAAHDU/9hq618FnXfw/s72-c/IMG_4195-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3506085262444041916</id><published>2009-09-21T15:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:19:22.534-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Having Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Book Train</title><content type='html'>These pictures for this post were taken back in August. Ben and Emily have figured out something else that is fun to do with books...make a train.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdTqId50I/AAAAAAAAHC8/b8hbK4MyVvE/s1600-h/051-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdTqId50I/AAAAAAAAHC8/b8hbK4MyVvE/s320/051-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015209341773634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  They loved lining the books up right next to each other.  They had to put every book just so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdUZLe2iI/AAAAAAAAHDE/lwq1UObZP-w/s1600-h/052-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdUZLe2iI/AAAAAAAAHDE/lwq1UObZP-w/s320/052-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015221970885154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdVF4wyeI/AAAAAAAAHDM/csv9n08J_D4/s1600-h/053-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdVF4wyeI/AAAAAAAAHDM/csv9n08J_D4/s320/053-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015233971964386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They loved to walk along their train track.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdStrA0CI/AAAAAAAAHCs/QsHz_iF5ZBg/s1600-h/048-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdStrA0CI/AAAAAAAAHCs/QsHz_iF5ZBg/s320/048-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015193112104994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I drew the line when they started to walk on the books.   It was so sweet to see them work together to accomplish a goal.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdTJn0CMI/AAAAAAAAHC0/H0f1BvaL4N4/s1600-h/050-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdTJn0CMI/AAAAAAAAHC0/H0f1BvaL4N4/s320/050-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015200614877378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  For the most part, they do have a great time together and love each other so much. In fact, right now they are snuggled up in the recliner watching a show together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-3506085262444041916?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3506085262444041916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=3506085262444041916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3506085262444041916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3506085262444041916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/book-train.html' title='Book Train'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrfdTqId50I/AAAAAAAAHC8/b8hbK4MyVvE/s72-c/051-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5515795410409088177</id><published>2009-09-20T17:23:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:49:14.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Camping in the Backyard</title><content type='html'>During the end of August, Brandon finally got a break from school for a week.  We planned on going on a little vacation with the kids, but due to our van having some problems, all of our money that we had saved went towards fixing the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, we decided to improvise and have a little camping trip in the backyard.  The kids were so excited!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasNyl4jjI/AAAAAAAAG-s/_fzDsch7WAU/s1600-h/086-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasNyl4jjI/AAAAAAAAG-s/_fzDsch7WAU/s320/086-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383679757486951986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took all the kids to the store to help us buy the hot dogs, chips, pop, marshmallows, etc. and everything else that we might need to help make the camping experience a success.  Hyrum was so cute, he remembered all the stuff that he used to make smores when he stayed in Lake Powell with my parents for that extra day and was telling me everything we needed.  He was worried that we wouldn't have any fire to cook the smores, but I told him that we would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum was in heaven helping Brandon set up the tent. He couldn't get enough of being right beside his dad and helping where ever he could. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasP4Jkf5I/AAAAAAAAG_E/-EhOtY0pcK0/s1600-h/090-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasP4Jkf5I/AAAAAAAAG_E/-EhOtY0pcK0/s320/090-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383679793338548114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasQXuEYzI/AAAAAAAAG_M/SKarB53oGdg/s1600-h/091-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasQXuEYzI/AAAAAAAAG_M/SKarB53oGdg/s320/091-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383679801813132082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5bBHYnNI/AAAAAAAAG_8/vPu3T2OCBj8/s1600-h/097-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5bBHYnNI/AAAAAAAAG_8/vPu3T2OCBj8/s320/097-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694278375021778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Emily helped for a little while, but then decided that the castle toy in the yard was calling their names and headed over there to play for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasPFwLQ6I/AAAAAAAAG-8/jHCTBaqae4k/s1600-h/089-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasPFwLQ6I/AAAAAAAAG-8/jHCTBaqae4k/s320/089-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383679779810263970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawtJgvm7I/AAAAAAAAG_U/NdzdnytC_bw/s1600-h/092-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawtJgvm7I/AAAAAAAAG_U/NdzdnytC_bw/s320/092-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684694261865394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawuVNi3kI/AAAAAAAAG_k/TKa8gv-tCWo/s1600-h/094-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawuVNi3kI/AAAAAAAAG_k/TKa8gv-tCWo/s320/094-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684714582433346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srawt-DL2kI/AAAAAAAAG_c/Y6PrWgyZikM/s1600-h/093-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srawt-DL2kI/AAAAAAAAG_c/Y6PrWgyZikM/s320/093-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684708364966466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once the tent was set-up, the kids were thrilled to bring their sleeping bags in the tent and get them all ready for the night.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srawv98qRYI/AAAAAAAAG_0/eRbQine_1lA/s1600-h/096-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Srawv98qRYI/AAAAAAAAG_0/eRbQine_1lA/s320/096-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684742697338242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawvDkKXmI/AAAAAAAAG_s/ICYU2uRqnxg/s1600-h/095-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrawvDkKXmI/AAAAAAAAG_s/ICYU2uRqnxg/s320/095-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684727025327714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After they got their beds ready for the night, the kids decided that they should go and check to see if there were any bears in our backyard.  It was so cute! Hyrum took the flashlight and would march off with Ben and Emmy following behind.  I am not exactly how sure how good of an idea that was because from then on Ben was worried that every little unfamiliar noise was a bear.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5cCpmFTI/AAAAAAAAHAM/idAYNqMfvmY/s1600-h/100-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5cCpmFTI/AAAAAAAAHAM/idAYNqMfvmY/s320/100-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694295966815538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5bqOGF-I/AAAAAAAAHAE/ycIb2U0orFs/s1600-h/099-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5bqOGF-I/AAAAAAAAHAE/ycIb2U0orFs/s320/099-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694289409021922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-364e38a7c1321a67" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D364e38a7c1321a67%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A622DC715EE68BEC285616A5AF6B38BEB25CA4.6A0EBD443BF5A6A33DEB215CCECC91EEFE813B04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D364e38a7c1321a67%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy93tqG4xgTbNMn_TFLyo0j5mnRI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D364e38a7c1321a67%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A622DC715EE68BEC285616A5AF6B38BEB25CA4.6A0EBD443BF5A6A33DEB215CCECC91EEFE813B04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D364e38a7c1321a67%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy93tqG4xgTbNMn_TFLyo0j5mnRI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the kids were on a bear hunt, my adorable Brandon was cooking a very delicious meal consisting of hot dogs and brats.  The kids were in heaven with the meal.  They loved the hot dogs, chips and having their own little can of pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra58F_HZkI/AAAAAAAAHAk/t_urwy6vfGQ/s1600-h/103-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra58F_HZkI/AAAAAAAAHAk/t_urwy6vfGQ/s320/103-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694846618199618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra58ncFfPI/AAAAAAAAHAs/QRAnnItVspc/s1600-h/104-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra58ncFfPI/AAAAAAAAHAs/QRAnnItVspc/s320/104-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694855598079218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6wGSlWqI/AAAAAAAAHBU/GINc5mcFkEE/s1600-h/110-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6wGSlWqI/AAAAAAAAHBU/GINc5mcFkEE/s320/110-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383695740053052066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6vep43dI/AAAAAAAAHBM/LutCXGzdTRE/s1600-h/108-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6vep43dI/AAAAAAAAHBM/LutCXGzdTRE/s320/108-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383695729413381586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5cpj6HBI/AAAAAAAAHAU/RU8CHU-KgNc/s1600-h/101-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5cpj6HBI/AAAAAAAAHAU/RU8CHU-KgNc/s320/101-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694306411944978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5df10irI/AAAAAAAAHAc/oFU736KH0k0/s1600-h/102-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5df10irI/AAAAAAAAHAc/oFU736KH0k0/s320/102-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694320982592178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra59Ms--gI/AAAAAAAAHA0/dxrBDu94H9A/s1600-h/107-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra59Ms--gI/AAAAAAAAHA0/dxrBDu94H9A/s320/107-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694865601067522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra59-XnoBI/AAAAAAAAHA8/vWdb7wUjgIY/s1600-h/105-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra59-XnoBI/AAAAAAAAHA8/vWdb7wUjgIY/s320/105-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694878933229586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5-bo9nKI/AAAAAAAAHBE/6TWdbXGcQnw/s1600-h/106-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra5-bo9nKI/AAAAAAAAHBE/6TWdbXGcQnw/s320/106-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383694886790601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6wqKJj4I/AAAAAAAAHBc/0x_8eBVebvM/s1600-h/111-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6wqKJj4I/AAAAAAAAHBc/0x_8eBVebvM/s320/111-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383695749681352578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we were finished eating, Hyrum said that one of the things he wanted to do was play "Go Fish" in the tent.  It was lots of fun. Ben was on mommy's team and Emmy was on daddy's team and Hyrum did great by himself.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6xMVPFqI/AAAAAAAAHBk/M9uNCoNNfmY/s1600-h/112-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6xMVPFqI/AAAAAAAAHBk/M9uNCoNNfmY/s320/112-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383695758854657698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7kvXfcEI/AAAAAAAAHB0/gncyD_9CirI/s1600-h/114-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7kvXfcEI/AAAAAAAAHB0/gncyD_9CirI/s320/114-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383696644432687170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6x7pnbEI/AAAAAAAAHBs/S09o-kw5DCU/s1600-h/113-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra6x7pnbEI/AAAAAAAAHBs/S09o-kw5DCU/s320/113-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383695771556604994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, we couldn't let the night end without having a yummy smore treat.  We made delicious smores using the microwave, not quite the same as cooking them over the fire, but still quite tasty.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7l3B1asI/AAAAAAAAHCE/xy2xowzdUMA/s1600-h/116-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7l3B1asI/AAAAAAAAHCE/xy2xowzdUMA/s320/116-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383696663669205698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7mcbQW3I/AAAAAAAAHCM/rJo8kIF_Omo/s1600-h/117-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7mcbQW3I/AAAAAAAAHCM/rJo8kIF_Omo/s320/117-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383696673707940722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7m3Td9aI/AAAAAAAAHCU/GWQ1AOGoUbQ/s1600-h/120-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7m3Td9aI/AAAAAAAAHCU/GWQ1AOGoUbQ/s320/120-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383696680923035042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra8P3HqjjI/AAAAAAAAHCc/3RauFE2Mh-U/s1600-h/123-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra8P3HqjjI/AAAAAAAAHCc/3RauFE2Mh-U/s320/123-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383697385248165426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7la3NXsI/AAAAAAAAHB8/Sdp5TKu8YZI/s1600-h/115-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sra7la3NXsI/AAAAAAAAHB8/Sdp5TKu8YZI/s320/115-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383696656108445378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our smores, all of us headed out to the tent and soon realized that our yard has many little bumps in it.   Although I didn't sleep very well that night, it was still a great time and a memory that I will remember.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasOjU11ZI/AAAAAAAAG-0/d0n7VsJ26p8/s1600-h/088-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasOjU11ZI/AAAAAAAAG-0/d0n7VsJ26p8/s320/088-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383679770568807826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5515795410409088177?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=364e38a7c1321a67&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5515795410409088177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5515795410409088177' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5515795410409088177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5515795410409088177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/camping-in-backyard.html' title='Camping in the Backyard'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrasNyl4jjI/AAAAAAAAG-s/_fzDsch7WAU/s72-c/086-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8289874372832587957</id><published>2009-09-18T18:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:55:32.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Having Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Playing in the Rain</title><content type='html'>It has been raining every day this week since Monday.  I went into the other room for a minute and came back to find them out side splashing in the puddles that build up in our back yard after a small amount of rain fall occurs; so you can imagine what a week of "Southern" rain might create. I decided to let them play for awhile. The kids have been cooped up in the house due to having croup again and because of the rain.   They were in absolute heaven splashing in the puddles and running in the mud. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfKcxbZlI/AAAAAAAAG-E/XYoh3OWeCrg/s1600-h/037-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfKcxbZlI/AAAAAAAAG-E/XYoh3OWeCrg/s320/037-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382961718997247570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfJ_f7pII/AAAAAAAAG98/4hpO0oFKnik/s1600-h/038-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfJ_f7pII/AAAAAAAAG98/4hpO0oFKnik/s320/038-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382961711139234946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pictures are blurry because they didn't want to stop being silly in the rain. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfK62WtuI/AAAAAAAAG-M/jzKm6qxG5js/s1600-h/036-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfK62WtuI/AAAAAAAAG-M/jzKm6qxG5js/s320/036-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382961727070975714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfLcjuCbI/AAAAAAAAG-U/Ibu3OmEVoWI/s1600-h/035-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfLcjuCbI/AAAAAAAAG-U/Ibu3OmEVoWI/s320/035-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382961736119617970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandon was only able to get a couple of good shots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQiDbvcReI/AAAAAAAAG-k/ouhmCERFkbw/s1600-h/033-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQiDbvcReI/AAAAAAAAG-k/ouhmCERFkbw/s320/033-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382964896996279778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfMJVVk0I/AAAAAAAAG-c/ZGYuaMJoDNU/s1600-h/034-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfMJVVk0I/AAAAAAAAG-c/ZGYuaMJoDNU/s320/034-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382961748138890050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besides, playing in the mud and rain is a part of growing up, right?&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89dd9e39c04dde29" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89dd9e39c04dde29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68797769687FFDE48F7AA0C0E492B0F78CFA555A.32F50379DFB1643E03AE1FF33034FD18738AE32A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89dd9e39c04dde29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Deohzrw_yDf46XbiYiPpIzOusnTU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D89dd9e39c04dde29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330052883%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68797769687FFDE48F7AA0C0E492B0F78CFA555A.32F50379DFB1643E03AE1FF33034FD18738AE32A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D89dd9e39c04dde29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Deohzrw_yDf46XbiYiPpIzOusnTU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8289874372832587957?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=89dd9e39c04dde29&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8289874372832587957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8289874372832587957' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8289874372832587957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8289874372832587957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-in-rain.html' title='Playing in the Rain'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrQfKcxbZlI/AAAAAAAAG-E/XYoh3OWeCrg/s72-c/037-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7576690016497825876</id><published>2009-09-16T16:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:07:26.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>First Day of Playschool</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Ben and Emmy had their first day of Playschool! They were so excited to go!  Every day I drop Hyrum off to school they are so sad because they want to go too.   They were thrilled when they learned it was finally their turn to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc8SaysbI/AAAAAAAAG88/V-YHkGEEaas/s1600-h/IMG_4135-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc8SaysbI/AAAAAAAAG88/V-YHkGEEaas/s320/IMG_4135-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185220490572210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess Emmy was trying to get used to wearing the backpack on her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc71vo4uI/AAAAAAAAG80/vryaM2u62Cg/s1600-h/IMG_4134-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc71vo4uI/AAAAAAAAG80/vryaM2u62Cg/s320/IMG_4134-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185212793381602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am doing the playschool with a couple of ladies from my ward. Each week we rotate who teaches. The kids have playschool once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was their first day, we had to take pictures out in front of the house. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe5KXJkVI/AAAAAAAAG9s/-D7TYrStomY/s1600-h/IMG_4142-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe5KXJkVI/AAAAAAAAG9s/-D7TYrStomY/s320/IMG_4142-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382187365811458386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe3-EVTYI/AAAAAAAAG9c/BWu5tNVPGWw/s1600-h/IMG_4140-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe3-EVTYI/AAAAAAAAG9c/BWu5tNVPGWw/s320/IMG_4140-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382187345331441026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't they looks so cute and grown-up? Ben is sporting Hyrum's old Elmo backpack. He loves it! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc9zmWl9I/AAAAAAAAG9M/_kF2LvhRMu0/s1600-h/IMG_4138-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc9zmWl9I/AAAAAAAAG9M/_kF2LvhRMu0/s320/IMG_4138-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185246577301458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy has a wonderful pink princess backpack that she adores!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc9NwbTRI/AAAAAAAAG9E/oWdITUmMmMw/s1600-h/IMG_4137-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc9NwbTRI/AAAAAAAAG9E/oWdITUmMmMw/s320/IMG_4137-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185236419005714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were so cute with their backpacks and getting ready to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Hyrum had to get in on the action and have his picture taken too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc-VeJoVI/AAAAAAAAG9U/4egwS8Bd3ag/s1600-h/IMG_4139-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc-VeJoVI/AAAAAAAAG9U/4egwS8Bd3ag/s320/IMG_4139-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185255669702994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They loved their first day! How could they not, the first class was on cooking and baking and they made yummy cookies.  It was a great way to start the new playschool year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe5jxV8VI/AAAAAAAAG90/Shm0t_J6XzA/s1600-h/IMG_4143-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe5jxV8VI/AAAAAAAAG90/Shm0t_J6XzA/s320/IMG_4143-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382187372632207698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe4d8HRPI/AAAAAAAAG9k/D6-MaQVyeYY/s1600-h/IMG_4141-edite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFe4d8HRPI/AAAAAAAAG9k/D6-MaQVyeYY/s320/IMG_4141-edite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382187353886901490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7576690016497825876?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7576690016497825876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7576690016497825876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7576690016497825876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7576690016497825876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-playschool.html' title='First Day of Playschool'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFc8SaysbI/AAAAAAAAG88/V-YHkGEEaas/s72-c/IMG_4135-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3152159013975637325</id><published>2009-09-16T15:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:43:41.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><title type='text'>Prostate Cancer 5K</title><content type='html'>This last Saturday I did another 5K with a couple of girls from my ward. This 5K was in support of Prostate Cancer research.  I was a little nervous for this 5K since I have been so busy with other things lately. I really didn't prepare for the race as well as I would have liked.  However, the goal I set was to finish the race in under 30 minutes.  If I finished the race under 30 minutes, my mom would buy me a sweater that I want from Target.  Nothing like a little motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race was an easy course with only a few hills that were smaller than the last race I ran.  It was actually the same route I did my first 5K on. However, this race didn't finish with a HUGE hill at the end like my first 5K did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was running the race I kept feeling discouraged because I felt like I was going so slow, that the race would end up being a waste of money,etc.   Many negative thoughts were flowing through my mind. However, when I got close enough to see the clock I soon came to realize that I wasn't going slow at all, but in fact was going faster than I have in the past.  I came in with a time of 30:54.  A personal best! I didn't meet my goal, but I did about 4 minutes better than my last race and about 30 seconds better than my personal best time before the race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was fun to have the husbands come and support everyone. Megan's husband, Jeff, was able to snap a picture of me as I was getting ready to cross the finish line. It is blurry because I am running so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFPMMqGjBI/AAAAAAAAG8k/Edjbbz5FT5Q/s1600-h/P1020605-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFPMMqGjBI/AAAAAAAAG8k/Edjbbz5FT5Q/s320/P1020605-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170100659293202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The picture below is of me and my friends who ran the race.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFPMysvtrI/AAAAAAAAG8s/ok-EiU18zlk/s1600-h/P1020606-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFPMysvtrI/AAAAAAAAG8s/ok-EiU18zlk/s320/P1020606-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382170110870927026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachelle, Me, Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, the girl on the left is the one who I thought went shopping to get her cool workout clothes!  Both of the girls did fantastic!  Megan even placed third in her age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the fact that this race was very family friendly. They had a jump house for the kids to play in, people to paint the kids' faces; the kids were in heaven! They also had a great food!  &lt;a href="http://www.corkysbbq.com/"&gt;Corky's&lt;/a&gt;, a great BBQ restaurant here in Memphis, provided the food for after the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the Breast Cancer race on Halloween and maybe Brandon's school's 5K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-3152159013975637325?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3152159013975637325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=3152159013975637325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3152159013975637325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3152159013975637325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/prostate-cancer-5k.html' title='Prostate Cancer 5K'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SrFPMMqGjBI/AAAAAAAAG8k/Edjbbz5FT5Q/s72-c/P1020605-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-340824168595387701</id><published>2009-09-14T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:29:11.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Reflective Reminders</title><content type='html'>Ever since Hyrum has learned to write his letters, he loves to practice writing them. He is constantly asking me how to spell things, helps me make shopping lists, etc.  A few weeks ago he wrote me a little love note.  He told me that his note was supposed to go on the mirror in my bathroom so I could see it every day.  I think Brandon helped him a little with the spelling, but still, so cute. I love looking at it every day.  My little reflective love note makes me smile.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sq8XrtuIhEI/AAAAAAAAG8c/DUyHFjcZDBA/s1600-h/IMG_4129-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sq8XrtuIhEI/AAAAAAAAG8c/DUyHFjcZDBA/s320/IMG_4129-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381546119505937474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-340824168595387701?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/340824168595387701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=340824168595387701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/340824168595387701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/340824168595387701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflective-reminders.html' title='Reflective Reminders'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sq8XrtuIhEI/AAAAAAAAG8c/DUyHFjcZDBA/s72-c/IMG_4129-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-260334548362103888</id><published>2009-09-11T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:02:02.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flashback Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>Flashback Friday- Feb. 2009</title><content type='html'>I found a paper the other day when I was cleaning with a list of things about Ben. I wrote "Feb. Night" on the paper. I will assume that I meant February 2009. If I remember correctly, that would be about the time I wrote the list about Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the list were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to brush his teeth&lt;/span&gt;-He loved playing with toothbrushes then and still doesn't put up too much of a fuss when I try to brush his teeth.  He really enjoyed it when  I would sing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ABCs &lt;/span&gt;as I brushed his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to pray&lt;/span&gt;-Every time it was prayer time he would raise his little arm and say "me!"  He wanted to be the one to pray every time a prayer was said. So cute!   The other kids soon caught on.  Now, each time we pray we have to talk about who's turn it is because all three want to pray.  I am trying to enjoy this while it lasts because I am sure when the kids are teenagers, they might not feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to be with Hyrum&lt;/span&gt;-  Ever since we have switched rooms, Ben and Hyrum have gotten along so much better.  Ben loved to do (and still does) anything that Hyrum did. He wanted/wants to be right by his side.  They love to play cars, soccer, be silly and wrestle. The list could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to read Scriptures&lt;/span&gt;- Back in February, we would read scriptures and he would pick one word out of each sentence and get a very serious look on his face and repeat the word back to me.  It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mr. Ben's big brown eyes with the long lashes. Picture taken by Hyrum Feb. 2009&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqr4k3euzKI/AAAAAAAAG8U/xB_XM-bscK8/s1600-h/IMG_2075-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqr4k3euzKI/AAAAAAAAG8U/xB_XM-bscK8/s320/IMG_2075-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386017099304098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is such an adorable sweet little boy who I love so much. I can't believe that he will soon be three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, something he has loved for the longest time(probably since he was able to say a few words) is talking to his papa on the phone.  He loves papa Van!  Picture taken Feb. 2009&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqr4kWiO4nI/AAAAAAAAG8M/I947UwFGjKE/s1600-h/IMG_2047-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqr4kWiO4nI/AAAAAAAAG8M/I947UwFGjKE/s320/IMG_2047-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386008255619698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-260334548362103888?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/260334548362103888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=260334548362103888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/260334548362103888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/260334548362103888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/flashback-friday-feb-2009.html' title='Flashback Friday- Feb. 2009'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqr4k3euzKI/AAAAAAAAG8U/xB_XM-bscK8/s72-c/IMG_2075-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8177408153929043660</id><published>2009-09-10T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:19:32.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>More Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>We decided that since Hyrum had such a great time doing swimming lessons during the summer, that we would have him do swimming lessons in the fall.  One of his friends in the ward, Jake, his mom asked if Hyrum wanted to do swimming lessons with Jake.  Brandon and I both thought it would be a great idea.  Brandon especially loves the idea of Hyrum taking more swimming lessons since that was Brandon's sport of choice in high school. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqnN5Kzwk1I/AAAAAAAAG7s/h7Y-vucwC5I/s1600-h/001-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqnN5Kzwk1I/AAAAAAAAG7s/h7Y-vucwC5I/s320/001-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380057611908453202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was his first day and he loved it!  Hyrum will go twice every week for a month.  The place that he is taking swimming lessons from seem like they have  a great program.  During the lesson it was only him and another student with the teacher.   The teacher kept the class moving and held the kids' attention with new activities and fun games.  Hyrum was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that since it takes a little while to get to the pool, I stay for the lesson with Ben and Emmy and watch. During the lesson, Ben tried more then once to sneak into the pool with Hyrum with a sly grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited for Hyrum to take more swimming lessons and can't wait to see how much he will improve his skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8177408153929043660?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8177408153929043660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8177408153929043660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8177408153929043660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8177408153929043660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-swimming-lessons.html' title='More Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqnN5Kzwk1I/AAAAAAAAG7s/h7Y-vucwC5I/s72-c/001-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7818922913202366324</id><published>2009-09-08T14:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:08:51.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>First day of Preschool!</title><content type='html'>Today was Hyrum's first day of preschool for the new school year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEF8Zb6sI/AAAAAAAAG7g/KvESpxSZ97s/s1600-h/063-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEF8Zb6sI/AAAAAAAAG7g/KvESpxSZ97s/s320/063-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202411331840706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has been eagerly anticipating this day and has asked me multiple times over the summer if it was time for school to start yet.   Last night was the open house for his preschool.  Hyrum was very excited to go and see Miss Tami's new house and his new school room.  This morning he told me that he thought school would be great because he had such a wonderful time with all of his friends at the open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after family scriptures and prayer while he was giving Emmy a hug and kiss goodnight he told her that he would miss her very much while he was at school.  It was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum was so excited to go to school this morning.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEFVs0VII/AAAAAAAAG7Y/KYszCqgi3YA/s1600-h/064-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEFVs0VII/AAAAAAAAG7Y/KYszCqgi3YA/s320/064-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202400944149634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He helped me pick out his outfit for the day the night before and we had it all ready to go in the morning.  Hyrum looked so cute this morning.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCvjKOIuI/AAAAAAAAG6o/RL6AWrujabY/s1600-h/072-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCvjKOIuI/AAAAAAAAG6o/RL6AWrujabY/s320/072-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379200927088386786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He is still using his broken, but well loved McQueen backpack.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3BiY6QqI/AAAAAAAAG6g/q4WJPTHUZkQ/s1600-h/073-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3BiY6QqI/AAAAAAAAG6g/q4WJPTHUZkQ/s320/073-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188041979675298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and Emmy thought they were going to school this morning.  They wanted their picture taken too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCx3R0UfI/AAAAAAAAG7I/zroQ6ERHnf0/s1600-h/067-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCx3R0UfI/AAAAAAAAG7I/zroQ6ERHnf0/s320/067-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379200966848696818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCxb9hV8I/AAAAAAAAG7A/v_xxWkuvbr8/s1600-h/068-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCxb9hV8I/AAAAAAAAG7A/v_xxWkuvbr8/s320/068-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379200959515809730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were so disappointed to find out that they wouldn't be going quite yet to Ms. Tami's ( I am doing a playschool with them with some ladies in my ward); especially Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum, of course had to climb the tree since he was outside.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCwzJgxxI/AAAAAAAAG64/AtwiIfwyH44/s1600-h/069-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCwzJgxxI/AAAAAAAAG64/AtwiIfwyH44/s320/069-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379200948560250642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCwPQrcoI/AAAAAAAAG6w/W2K6-OvGy3Q/s1600-h/071-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbCwPQrcoI/AAAAAAAAG6w/W2K6-OvGy3Q/s320/071-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379200938926633602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms.  Tami met him as he came to school. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3BAyYaJI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/UkE9auqnGCg/s1600-h/074-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3BAyYaJI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/UkE9auqnGCg/s320/074-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188032959703186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum made  a little note for Ms. Tami. Hyrum told grandma the other day that Ms. Tami is beautiful and that he loves her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3Apqw6TI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/N9Z5Bj9uHkE/s1600-h/075-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa3Apqw6TI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/N9Z5Bj9uHkE/s320/075-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188026753739058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum was excited to go right on in and start playing with his toys with his friends. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa2_zJ9CyI/AAAAAAAAG6I/KGIGm3Ix_FE/s1600-h/076-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa2_zJ9CyI/AAAAAAAAG6I/KGIGm3Ix_FE/s320/076-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188012120607522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa2_e1CC-I/AAAAAAAAG6A/XV-XfZ8M98E/s1600-h/077-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sqa2_e1CC-I/AAAAAAAAG6A/XV-XfZ8M98E/s320/077-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188006664145890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum had a great day and loved being at school.  Hyrum is such a smart boy with so much curiousity about the world and how things work. He is a very intuned to others and how they feel.  He is doing such a great job with his reading. I can't wait to see all the many things he will do and accomplish in his life and with the talents he has been given by a loving Heavenly Father.   I did not cry this year when he started back to school.   I think it is because we have already taken this preschool step.  I am sure next year the water works will flow.  I love my Handsome Hyrum so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEEnW16cI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/UFl8bk_4MJw/s1600-h/065-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEEnW16cI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/UFl8bk_4MJw/s320/065-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379202388503947714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7818922913202366324?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7818922913202366324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7818922913202366324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7818922913202366324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7818922913202366324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First day of Preschool!'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SqbEF8Zb6sI/AAAAAAAAG7g/KvESpxSZ97s/s72-c/063-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7686071027718935755</id><published>2009-08-30T22:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:57:55.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Conquered Territory</title><content type='html'>This past month Emmy has been busy!  I am sure she had some help in this month's adventures, but she did a lot of the damage, mostly by herself. One week in August, we had something disastrous happen every day.  You know, the things that take forever to clean up or leave a nice little stain behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Emmy loves to get her nails done and is constantly asking me to paint them.  She knows that we put a paper towel under our hand so we don't get any nail polish on the floor. However, one time she decided that she wanted to paint her nails "all by herself" ( a favorite phrase lately) and didn't put anything underneath. She got nail polish all over the carpet.  Needless to say the nail polish has been moved to a higher location.  Don't worry, she has been finding new things to get into.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sps_RLJb5RI/AAAAAAAAG5g/Iz2eLSUwMFQ/s1600-h/029-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sps_RLJb5RI/AAAAAAAAG5g/Iz2eLSUwMFQ/s320/029-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960144479511826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would say almost every day, at least, once,  she is in my make-up trying to find lipstick to put on.  If she can't find any, she will use the chapstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the nail polish incident I found her and Ben getting into my lotion.  The got the lotion all over the carpet, on their bodies and in their hair.  At least they were moisturized for the day, right?  The picture below is her shortly after the lotion incident. Can you see how much lotion was in her hair?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SptET_1ISJI/AAAAAAAAG54/PQMfqzXARhY/s1600-h/047-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SptET_1ISJI/AAAAAAAAG54/PQMfqzXARhY/s320/047-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375965690539296914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the next day (or the day after that), Ben and Emmy found the sunscreen, bug spray and I am not sure what else and went to town.  I guess they were worried about getting burned and receiving bug bites that day. I sent them out to play why I cleaned up their mess.  I soon remembered that it poured the night before and the kiddie pool was filled with water. They, of course, climbed in and got completely drenched. I decided it was time for bath. I cleaned up the last little bit of their mess from earlier and drained the pool only to hear the words, "Emmy pooped in the tub!"  So I quickly scooped out Ben and Emmy and had them finish their bath in the other tub.  That was a long day and all of those incidents happened from about 3:30 on after nap time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a recent event that has happened, thanks to the princess, is the fact that she put dish soap in the dish washer. For those of you who haven't had that lucky experience, let me say these two words...bubbles...everywhere.    There were more bubbles then what the picture shows. The picture was taken after I already started to clean up.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sps_SD3tMoI/AAAAAAAAG5w/yAghvCcM5zA/s1600-h/059-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sps_SD3tMoI/AAAAAAAAG5w/yAghvCcM5zA/s320/059-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960159705969282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started the dishwasher and then finished getting ready for bed one night. I soon realized that I forgot to take my medicine and found bubbles everywhere in the kitchen.   The bubbles covered almost the whole kitchen floor and were an inch thick.  It was such a pain in the neck to clean up.   I guess Hyrum thought the bubbles were fun, so he put dish soap in the dishwasher a day or two later and we got to experience the bubbles again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she got into more things, but those are what I can think of right now. I am sure she got in the trash. She still loves to find treasures in the waste basket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7686071027718935755?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7686071027718935755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7686071027718935755' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7686071027718935755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7686071027718935755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/conquered-territory.html' title='Conquered Territory'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sps_RLJb5RI/AAAAAAAAG5g/Iz2eLSUwMFQ/s72-c/029-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-6967517162209687620</id><published>2009-08-30T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:58:10.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking Tibberators'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Funny Hyrum</title><content type='html'>Hyrum has been saying the funniest things lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the way to church he noticed that there were some cars parked in the Walmart parking lot.   Hyrum then went on to say (somewhere along the lines), "People are over there shopping. They must have thought it was Sunday (I think he meant Monday, which I am surprised he messed up because thanks to Ms. Tami, he has known his days of the week for almost a year now).  "They'll go to church when they are done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight as he was going to bed he said, "Mom, I am going to sleep like a 7."  Meaning that his body was in the shape of a seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tonight as we were reading scriptures (we read the &lt;a href="http://www.seagullbook.com/lds-products-10825.html"&gt;Children Readers&lt;/a&gt;).  At the begining of the New Testament reader, it gives a nice summary about the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/heavenly-father-s-plan-of-happiness/heavenly-father-s-plan-of-happiness"&gt;Plan of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;.  One of the pictures shows the Savior exiting the tomb.  When we finished reading the section Hyrum said, "Why is he sneaking out?"  Brandon then told Hyrum that he wasn't sneaking out that he was resurrected (which Hyrum knows what ressurection means).  Hyrum then went on to say, "No, he is sneaking out."  Brandon decided that it was pointless to continue the conversation with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hearing how is mind works. He loves to ask questions! Every day he asks me so many. For example, we had lots of vegtables and fruits for dinner one night and Hyrum wanted to know where the vegetables and fruits came from.  He wanted to know if the fruits and vegtables came from a vine, a tree or in the ground etc.  I told him that we should call his Papa since he knows lots about plants.  He always asks more then "what is that?"  He loves to ask the who, where and why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that Hyrum has inherited from his father is his strong sense of smell.  He can smell anything anywhere and most of the time asking me what a certain smell is before I can even smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love how curious he is and hope that I can encourage his curiousity (to an extent) to explore the world around him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-6967517162209687620?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/6967517162209687620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=6967517162209687620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/6967517162209687620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/6967517162209687620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-hyrum.html' title='Funny Hyrum'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8454183354238646024</id><published>2009-08-30T14:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:47:41.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><title type='text'>Another 5K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did another 5K with two friends from my ward on August 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprZEl2SwaI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/wMdEGE9Pu64/s1600-h/194-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprZEl2SwaI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/wMdEGE9Pu64/s320/194-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847778122645922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  LtoR Heidi, Me, Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow that race was hard. There were some HUGE hills!  It was probably the hardest race I have done so far.  I came in 7th in my age group out of 15 and 99th overall.  My time was 34:12.  A couple minutes slower than the 5K I did in Utah and a little faster than the one I did in May.  I don't think it helped my time that I started closer to the back of the pack of racers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mrtc.zenfolio.com/p486678544"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;is a link to the pictures that were taken at the race. I am in pictures 47-50 on the right side wearing a pink shirt. I am number 40.  Those pictures were taken at the very beginning of the race.  I am also in  pictures 301-303; those pictures are of me at the end of the race right before I crossed the finish line. If you look closely and if you look at the pictures after mine you will see my cute cheering section that cheered me on and made me a fun sign ( I think they ended up being in more pictures than myself).  I love how they cheer, "Go, Mommy" not only when I do these 5Ks but when they see me to get dressed to go and work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to do another 5K on September 12th. It will actually be on the same track that I did my first 5K on.  Ideally, I would like to come in under 30 minutes, but we will see. I have kept running, but not as often as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like doing these 5Ks because it gives me something to look towards and a goal as I am working out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8454183354238646024?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8454183354238646024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8454183354238646024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8454183354238646024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8454183354238646024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-5k.html' title='Another 5K'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprZEl2SwaI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/wMdEGE9Pu64/s72-c/194-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-1234244725261302599</id><published>2009-08-30T14:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:05:23.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Potty Training Update</title><content type='html'>We have officially been trying to potty train Ben and Emily for a little over a week.  So far, they have been doing pretty good. To be honest, sometimes it seems like things aren't going quite so well, but then I remember that we are potty training two kids at once instead of one.  Also, most of the accidents have been when I have forgotten to take them to go potty or during the nighttime.  We are some of those insane people who do both night and day potty training at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we set out underwear, Ben went and put his underwear back and brought me a diaper instead.  We even went to the store to pick out special "undies" and he still wanted to wear a diaper. I knew that potty training would be a little harder for him.  He has hated (from the beginning) getting his diaper changed. It took a little pep talk from daddy about going in the toilet and wearing big boy underwear to help Ben's mindset.  Also, the fact that Emmy got a "nummy" and he didn't was enough motivation to try.  He is doing pretty good and has even gone almost a full forty-eight hours without an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy has also done a great job going potty.  Ben will sit forever before he goes while Emmy does her business quick and is on to finding other things to get into in our house.  She loves being like the big girls.  She has told me time and time again that she is like &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sat6wXBRT7I/AAAAAAAAFNc/dRkpwKOVqhY/s1600-h/551-edited+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;Lexi&lt;/a&gt; (who she loves)because she is going potty in the toilet and wearing big girl underwear. She loves to wear her Dora and "Missie Mouse" underwear.  She does not want to have anything to do with diapers and will break down in tears if someone even mentions putting her in one.  She too has also gone a decent stretch of about forty-eight hours without an accident.  Below is a picture of her after a long day of not having a nap.  Picture taken with Brandon's phone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprRje8vQBI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/g2F0Xscfgp0/s1600-h/204-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprRje8vQBI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/g2F0Xscfgp0/s320/204-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375839512753553426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, I think they are doing pretty good.     Hyrum is still their biggest fan and cheers them on each time they go.  Brandon figured out that having them out of diapers alone will save us about $1,000 a year (not including wipes)! That fact alone is encouragement to keep going and also because it will be the first time in five years we don't have a child in diapers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-1234244725261302599?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1234244725261302599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=1234244725261302599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1234244725261302599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1234244725261302599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/potty-training-update.html' title='Potty Training Update'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SprRje8vQBI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/g2F0Xscfgp0/s72-c/204-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4945498751243761514</id><published>2009-08-22T00:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:27:57.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flashback Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Flashback Friday-May 2009</title><content type='html'>These pictures were taken earlier this year in May 2009.  The pictures below are of our first ice cream cones of the season. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-ACUSWR2I/AAAAAAAAG34/EVwG5gCEnYc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-ACUSWR2I/AAAAAAAAG34/EVwG5gCEnYc/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372653657770051426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A6Ze3JGI/AAAAAAAAG4g/2sssInuynv0/s1600-h/011-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A6Ze3JGI/AAAAAAAAG4g/2sssInuynv0/s320/011-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372654621237388386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you might imagine my kids loved them and ate every last bite.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-AC077YaI/AAAAAAAAG4A/ZsS3c2BaXco/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-AC077YaI/AAAAAAAAG4A/ZsS3c2BaXco/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372653666534384034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-ADozjsrI/AAAAAAAAG4I/RFS5pLs28lc/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-ADozjsrI/AAAAAAAAG4I/RFS5pLs28lc/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372653680457921202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-AEO00KJI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/a-iWlXvzUWQ/s1600-h/007-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-AEO00KJI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/a-iWlXvzUWQ/s320/007-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372653690663741586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A7aaKpUI/AAAAAAAAG4w/1C4f7VrVJT0/s1600-h/013-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A7aaKpUI/AAAAAAAAG4w/1C4f7VrVJT0/s320/013-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372654638665999682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, they thought it was silly when their faces were messy after their tasty cold treat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A8Hyw5GI/AAAAAAAAG44/nU3HL3J6anw/s1600-h/017-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A8Hyw5GI/AAAAAAAAG44/nU3HL3J6anw/s320/017-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372654650848765026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A8qVe8RI/AAAAAAAAG5A/3tC19PVCKuM/s1600-h/019-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-A8qVe8RI/AAAAAAAAG5A/3tC19PVCKuM/s320/019-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372654660121194770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-BQWhUwvI/AAAAAAAAG5I/zWPiGAyCmCg/s1600-h/020-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-BQWhUwvI/AAAAAAAAG5I/zWPiGAyCmCg/s320/020-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372654998399533810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was the perfect way to start out the summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4945498751243761514?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4945498751243761514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4945498751243761514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4945498751243761514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4945498751243761514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/flashback-friday-may-2009.html' title='Flashback Friday-May 2009'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So-ACUSWR2I/AAAAAAAAG34/EVwG5gCEnYc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4935599134735935919</id><published>2009-08-21T12:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:36:44.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>Got Bad Guys?</title><content type='html'>Got Bad Guys? Call 1-800-BEN-E-BOO! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So7aJW0iy6I/AAAAAAAAG3w/-OlGTNQm3R0/s1600-h/002-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So7aJW0iy6I/AAAAAAAAG3w/-OlGTNQm3R0/s320/002-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372471259779222434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day in July, Ben was running around the house with this crown he received from a friend and this toy ax fighting "bad guys". It was so cute!  Fighting bad guy was his idea and he played by himself for a while. He was really into fighting the bad guys and made sure that our house was bad guy free.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XwkY9JUkqQ/Teef7_UFCOI/AAAAAAAAH0g/jU6olF1Ny3E/s1600/002-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0XwkY9JUkqQ/Teef7_UFCOI/AAAAAAAAH0g/jU6olF1Ny3E/s320/002-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613631313497360610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So7aIsrRQUI/AAAAAAAAG3o/3ASbYi4oVTk/s1600-h/001-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So7aIsrRQUI/AAAAAAAAG3o/3ASbYi4oVTk/s320/001-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372471248466035010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4935599134735935919?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4935599134735935919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4935599134735935919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4935599134735935919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4935599134735935919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-bad-guys.html' title='Got Bad Guys?'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So7aJW0iy6I/AAAAAAAAG3w/-OlGTNQm3R0/s72-c/002-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-2490734068879788381</id><published>2009-08-20T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:42:23.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking Tibberators'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Biting the Bullet</title><content type='html'>I have decided it is time to start potty training Ben and Emmy.  Ben and Emily are the same age that Hyrum was (even a little older) when we potty trained him.   I think I might be crazy, but I am tired of changing diapers.  Plus, Ben is playing soccer this fall and I don't want him to be the only kid out there running around in a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum is so excited for Ben and Emmy. It was fun to hear his excitement as he was talking to Ben about everything in regards being a big boy and going potty on the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about underwear tonight from Hyrum to Ben:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, if all of your underwear are dirty you can wear some of mine."  Don't you all wish you had a brother who would share like that?  Hearing the tenderness in Hyrum's voice as he said it to Ben was so sweet and funny at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were picking out clothes for tomorrow Emmy had a hard time picking what underwear she wanted to wear tomorrow. I think she changed her mind at least three times. She finally decided she wanted to wear the pink one. Surprised...I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum wanted to find his Thomas the Train underwear so he could match Ben tomorrow. Too bad Hyrum out grew those underwear about a year ago; otherwise they could have matched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start tomorrow. We shall see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-2490734068879788381?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/2490734068879788381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=2490734068879788381' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2490734068879788381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/2490734068879788381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/biting-bullet.html' title='Biting the Bullet'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-6672201091498675608</id><published>2009-08-17T22:36:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:52:44.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Last Utah Post</title><content type='html'>I know have done &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tons&lt;/span&gt; of posts about our trip to Utah.  However, I wanted to make sure I covered all the exciting times that we had on our trip.  This is the last Utah post until our next trip to the Beehive state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being completely SPOILED by grandma and papa. Each child got many special treats just for them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom1_xag8I/AAAAAAAAG1Y/abvqw6p5f1k/s1600-h/356-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom1_xag8I/AAAAAAAAG1Y/abvqw6p5f1k/s320/356-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148214686352322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They loved the CAR and Princess crackers they received.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sookywb5ngI/AAAAAAAAGzw/HpMhf-hh9Rk/s1600-h/142-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sookywb5ngI/AAAAAAAAGzw/HpMhf-hh9Rk/s320/142-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371145960006721026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sookz6ftkiI/AAAAAAAAGz4/tMJ5NC1ja9Q/s1600-h/143-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sookz6ftkiI/AAAAAAAAGz4/tMJ5NC1ja9Q/s320/143-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371145979886932514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved the special donuts run that grandma did for them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ajqPZfGI/AAAAAAAAG2A/s8TPSyecfYA/s1600-h/403-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ajqPZfGI/AAAAAAAAG2A/s8TPSyecfYA/s320/403-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260605436197986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ai8JyuVI/AAAAAAAAG14/2duXQ6u5uaY/s1600-h/402-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ai8JyuVI/AAAAAAAAG14/2duXQ6u5uaY/s320/402-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260593064655186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben fell in love with our neighbor's car and was fascinated and wanted to help Jordan work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom0_DZ5JI/AAAAAAAAG1I/Oh9ytiWY2MQ/s1600-h/347-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom0_DZ5JI/AAAAAAAAG1I/Oh9ytiWY2MQ/s320/347-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148197313504402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved eating dinner at night since so many of their favorite people were at the table.  Ben loved sitting on Papa's lap.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sook0W-Z8yI/AAAAAAAAG0A/RC7M0bHuWl4/s1600-h/157-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sook0W-Z8yI/AAAAAAAAG0A/RC7M0bHuWl4/s320/157-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371145987531862818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmy and Hyrum just loved being there with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sook1CI4wCI/AAAAAAAAG0I/DGGReyzdPo8/s1600-h/160-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sook1CI4wCI/AAAAAAAAG0I/DGGReyzdPo8/s320/160-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371145999118549026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hunting (pretend) for ducks on the deck in the morning on the canal with the awesome "Blanding Gun" was always fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool-hzGkFI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/iwGIrNKYBcI/s1600-h/163-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool-hzGkFI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/iwGIrNKYBcI/s320/163-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147261747564626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool_V74dRI/AAAAAAAAG0g/sdgaFiRmd-M/s1600-h/164-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool_V74dRI/AAAAAAAAG0g/sdgaFiRmd-M/s320/164-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147275743032594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool_53Oc6I/AAAAAAAAG0o/cn7wvAbZsUc/s1600-h/165-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sool_53Oc6I/AAAAAAAAG0o/cn7wvAbZsUc/s320/165-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147285387178914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of the deck, what a fun place to play. The kids had a great time running around out there chasing each other.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom1X4QcfI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/LMI866_jGUA/s1600-h/304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom1X4QcfI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/LMI866_jGUA/s320/304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148203977634290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another fun thing the kids did was playing with the fun toys at grandma and papa's house. I think it felt like Christmas with all the "new" to them toys. Below is a picture of them making a castle for a princess.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoomBKwQrJI/AAAAAAAAG04/63nT822wPfE/s1600-h/216-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoomBKwQrJI/AAAAAAAAG04/63nT822wPfE/s320/216-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147307101236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved each having their own place to sit. Thank goodness grandma remembered where she got the chairs from since one of them broke while we were there. Good thing grandma is keeping the chairs safe so they will be ready the next time we come and visit. If you ask Hyrum, he will tell you we were going to Utah in December for Christmas.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom0Iz4mjI/AAAAAAAAG1A/qb2sUYcL64w/s1600-h/325-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom0Iz4mjI/AAAAAAAAG1A/qb2sUYcL64w/s320/325-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148182752893490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved all the many people to read them books. They are still content to sit and be read to for long periods of time. I am grateful for my family for taking the time to read to them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dphZ-7II/AAAAAAAAG2Q/WGFPJA26uKU/s1600-h/546-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dphZ-7II/AAAAAAAAG2Q/WGFPJA26uKU/s320/546-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264004678773890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another thing the kids loved were the many nap buddies they had. They loved it when they had someone to take a nap with them.  I think grandma especially likes that special time to cuddle up and snuggle and read a couple of books before having a nice little nap.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoomAntIGeI/AAAAAAAAG0w/g14oI0TZ2Qo/s1600-h/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoomAntIGeI/AAAAAAAAG0w/g14oI0TZ2Qo/s320/182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371147297692850658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved being able to visit a little bit with some of my close friends from high school. I have seriously missed those girls and the good times we have had. I wished that I would have stayed in better contact with all of them. They truly are amazing people that I miss so much.  They have always made me feel good in my skin and I felt like I could be myself around them.  Below is a picture with four of us ten girls. From LtoR Megan, Lindsey (Emme), Me (Emily), Jen (Zack).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4akaCVLLI/AAAAAAAAG2I/XU1DYryfWs4/s1600-h/484-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4akaCVLLI/AAAAAAAAG2I/XU1DYryfWs4/s320/484-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260618266291378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved looking for bugs in Utah; especially Emmy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f7YkJNNI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/E74aMYwl00Y/s1600-h/558-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f7YkJNNI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/E74aMYwl00Y/s320/558-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266510566372562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite parts of the trip was being able to see a whole bunch of family members on my dad's side.  We had a couple of family events where we were able to see everyone.Below are pictures with Grandma and Grandpa Great. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f64pFnRI/AAAAAAAAG3Q/k0TMS2t7DVk/s1600-h/554-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f64pFnRI/AAAAAAAAG3Q/k0TMS2t7DVk/s320/554-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266501997174034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f6PZwzUI/AAAAAAAAG3I/TWL1yTDq6AA/s1600-h/553-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f6PZwzUI/AAAAAAAAG3I/TWL1yTDq6AA/s320/553-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266490927041858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f5gTl5qI/AAAAAAAAG3A/fnP8DDg60Cg/s1600-h/552-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f5gTl5qI/AAAAAAAAG3A/fnP8DDg60Cg/s320/552-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266478284695202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Growing up, we used to go over to my grandparents' house every Sunday for dessert, games and socializing.   Oh how I have missed that being out here in Memphis without them!  I know my kids had a great time every time we went.  What is there not to like about yummy treats and having a friend to play with?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dsaKNihI/AAAAAAAAG2w/vwAyyphygN0/s1600-h/550-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dsaKNihI/AAAAAAAAG2w/vwAyyphygN0/s320/550-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264054273182226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4drjnY-nI/AAAAAAAAG2o/P6jV2iGl9ek/s1600-h/549-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4drjnY-nI/AAAAAAAAG2o/P6jV2iGl9ek/s320/549-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264039631616626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f4pPs8vI/AAAAAAAAG24/eW2rfDuMDE8/s1600-h/551-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4f4pPs8vI/AAAAAAAAG24/eW2rfDuMDE8/s320/551-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372266463504429810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys really loved playing with my cousin Calvin. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dq-yIfXI/AAAAAAAAG2g/_IOS5jBexDE/s1600-h/548-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dq-yIfXI/AAAAAAAAG2g/_IOS5jBexDE/s320/548-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264029744561522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is about 18 months older &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt; (notice this word Camille) Hyrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of both Hyrum and Emmy on our trip one Sunday and didn't want Ben to be left out. He fell asleep in the chair shortly before we went to Church. I think all the playing he did really wore him out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom2r3ZmwI/AAAAAAAAG1g/KXQ8zqZHAIk/s1600-h/357-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom2r3ZmwI/AAAAAAAAG1g/KXQ8zqZHAIk/s320/357-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371148226522618626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ahY79ghI/AAAAAAAAG1o/-NQlHIJLoAs/s1600-h/359-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4ahY79ghI/AAAAAAAAG1o/-NQlHIJLoAs/s320/359-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260566431531538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4aiDioDdI/AAAAAAAAG1w/Y8YaA2nxjQU/s1600-h/362-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4aiDioDdI/AAAAAAAAG1w/Y8YaA2nxjQU/s320/362-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372260577867992530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a great time on our trip. I was excited to go home and spend time with family.  The only thing that would have made the trip better would have been if Brandon was there. I have really missed my family lately.  Hopefully it won't be too long before we are able to go home again.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dqN4dtnI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/7do1xjBjD9I/s1600-h/547-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/So4dqN4dtnI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/7do1xjBjD9I/s320/547-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264016617780850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-69.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=360287970210186089&amp;amp;site=widget-69.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970210186089&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p1/360287970210186089/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=360287970210186089&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p2/360287970210186089/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=360287970210186089&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p4/360287970210186089/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-6672201091498675608?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/6672201091498675608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=6672201091498675608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/6672201091498675608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/6672201091498675608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-utah-post.html' title='Last Utah Post'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Soom1_xag8I/AAAAAAAAG1Y/abvqw6p5f1k/s72-c/356-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5657549339947761218</id><published>2009-08-16T17:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T09:39:35.865-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Last Day in Utah</title><content type='html'>The day before the kids and I flew home to Memphis (June 29), we were able to spend some time with Brandon's family.  It just so happened that Brandon's brother Craig and his family were coming to Utah for vacation. Also, Brandon's parents and Alizabeth were coming to Utah for a vacation too at the same time.   Brandon's sister Lorri lives in Utah, so we were able to see her and her family too. We were especially excited to see Craig and Nancy and their family since the last time we saw them was before the twins were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered at a local park where the kids had such a great time playing together. The kids loved playing on the tennis courts (Grandma and Grandpa T. even took the kids out in the blazing heat to play tennis. Ben was in heaven), playing with water guns, and on the playground equipment.  Ben and Emmy loved it when Grandma T. took time to push them in swings (they have loved swings from the very beginning and will sit in swings for a long time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a yummy dinner of sandwiches, chips, and other yummy treats from Brandon's sister Lorri's garden.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIRU9DbPI/AAAAAAAAGzg/vcBDJeAeI1g/s1600-h/562-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIRU9DbPI/AAAAAAAAGzg/vcBDJeAeI1g/s320/562-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370692386903256306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a great time playing, talking and catching up that I didn't get very many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Below is a picture of all the grandchildren on Brandon's parents side. I think that that is the first time that all the grandchildren have been together since Brandon and I got married.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIRx-KQsI/AAAAAAAAGzo/Ao072Tj4F9w/s1600-h/564-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIRx-KQsI/AAAAAAAAGzo/Ao072Tj4F9w/s320/564-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370692394692526786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LtoR bottom row: Alizabeth, Hannah, Ben, Josh, Jacob, Hyrum, Emmy, and Natalie&lt;br /&gt;LtoR top row: Carson, Michael, Grandpa T., Grandma T. and Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIQdJB7oI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/_E_gDZ6929U/s1600-h/560-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIQdJB7oI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/_E_gDZ6929U/s320/560-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370692371921104514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIPhEtEZI/AAAAAAAAGzI/ej_8t6N4BbY/s1600-h/559-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIPhEtEZI/AAAAAAAAGzI/ej_8t6N4BbY/s320/559-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370692355796832658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben, Hyrum and Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIQ5-gruI/AAAAAAAAGzY/vAh5NjFIlBQ/s1600-h/561-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIQ5-gruI/AAAAAAAAGzY/vAh5NjFIlBQ/s320/561-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370692379661610722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a wonderful time visiting with everyone.   I just wished Brandon could have been there to spend time with his family. It was a nice way to end our trip to Utah.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8YIPtR2gN4/TeegjKTz9ZI/AAAAAAAAH0o/3yKQH86HX0c/s1600/564-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e8YIPtR2gN4/TeegjKTz9ZI/AAAAAAAAH0o/3yKQH86HX0c/s320/564-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613631986463929746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5657549339947761218?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5657549339947761218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5657549339947761218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5657549339947761218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5657549339947761218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day-in-utah.html' title='Last Day in Utah'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoiIRU9DbPI/AAAAAAAAGzg/vcBDJeAeI1g/s72-c/562-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7204709419681416449</id><published>2009-08-12T21:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:19:03.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Women In Our Lives</title><content type='html'>Brandon here.  Not sure if everyone has had a chance to view the video currently on the lds.org website but I thought it was inspiring.  This one is for you Natalie.  I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkUwh1YUMtE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkUwh1YUMtE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7204709419681416449?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7204709419681416449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7204709419681416449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7204709419681416449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7204709419681416449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/women-in-our-lives.html' title='The Women In Our Lives'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8978101432150165613</id><published>2009-08-11T15:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:01:56.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Lake Powell '09</title><content type='html'>The one thing Hyrum said he wanted to do when he heard we were going to Utah was to go to Lake Powell. He had such a great time last year, that he wanted to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were kind enough to use one of their time shares for their house boat and take us down to the lake.  The picture below is of the kids "helping" Papa pack for the trip to Lake Powell.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTuX1D0_I/AAAAAAAAGvA/XWXjXLjOBvM/s1600-h/485-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTuX1D0_I/AAAAAAAAGvA/XWXjXLjOBvM/s320/485-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805024426349554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The kids had a great time. I think the water was a little cold, so they didn't want to play in the water that much. They loved riding in Papa's green boat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTv3FmMDI/AAAAAAAAGvY/kE2x4ttAk5A/s1600-h/492-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTv3FmMDI/AAAAAAAAGvY/kE2x4ttAk5A/s320/492-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805049997078578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU6XjOpaI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/gdVHtS6AXYI/s1600-h/504-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU6XjOpaI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/gdVHtS6AXYI/s320/504-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368806330021619106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHaLo17MOI/AAAAAAAAGyw/yJ3AVtoQ9jM/s1600-h/502-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHaLo17MOI/AAAAAAAAGyw/yJ3AVtoQ9jM/s320/502-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368812124279353570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum really loved the bumpy rides on the tube. He even still tells people how he went to Lake Powell and how he loves bumpy rides.  He was very eager to go on more tube runs and ride the tube until he fell in the water.  After that, he was always worried that he would sink  if he fell in the water. We tried to reassure him that his life jacket would save him, but he wasn't buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmy was really excited to go on the tube.  However, on her very first run a bump took Millie by surprised and both she and Emmy fell off the tube. Emmy called herself silly, but there was no way we could talk her into getting back on that tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben had a great time on the tube. He loved having a good ride. Both he and Hyrum were able to ride with "Dordan."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTwTVNiRI/AAAAAAAAGvg/TB4R7_X9aQM/s1600-h/494-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTwTVNiRI/AAAAAAAAGvg/TB4R7_X9aQM/s320/494-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805057578764562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUWXu6IdI/AAAAAAAAGv4/y2JV7DD5I7g/s1600-h/498-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUWXu6IdI/AAAAAAAAGv4/y2JV7DD5I7g/s320/498-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805711595315666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture below is of Emmy waving to "the boys" while they are riding the tube with Jordan. She decided she would rather ride in the boat then on the tube.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUV43X6SI/AAAAAAAAGvw/PGqKelfiz60/s1600-h/497-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUV43X6SI/AAAAAAAAGvw/PGqKelfiz60/s320/497-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805703309322530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben even got to ride on the tube with his beloved Papa right before we left.  However, Ben was so exhausted from playing so hard that he fell asleep during his long awaited Papa ride.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXJec1oHI/AAAAAAAAGyI/KEgk64vsdFA/s1600-h/535-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXJec1oHI/AAAAAAAAGyI/KEgk64vsdFA/s320/535-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368808788595155058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also,  on the last day that we were there the kids finally got to ride on the "gets skis" with Papa. Hyrum was worried that they were going to sink (can you tell falling in the water was traumatic) so the ride didn't last that long.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVqTCbD0I/AAAAAAAAGxI/2NqlEPwHYMs/s1600-h/517-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVqTCbD0I/AAAAAAAAGxI/2NqlEPwHYMs/s320/517-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807153443999554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben had a good time with Papa. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVrRwNB3I/AAAAAAAAGxY/XXKYTRiCoGc/s1600-h/522-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVrRwNB3I/AAAAAAAAGxY/XXKYTRiCoGc/s320/522-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807170279016306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily fell asleep waiting for her turn so she missed out (I think she would have been really nervous during the ride).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHaMIh0O_I/AAAAAAAAGy4/-f7jhCVELng/s1600-h/520-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHaMIh0O_I/AAAAAAAAGy4/-f7jhCVELng/s320/520-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368812132784946162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the trip Emmy loved the Sunscreen stick. If ever you were looking for the sunscreen, you should check to see if she has it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUWgZYuhI/AAAAAAAAGwA/epfX0SxOnLQ/s1600-h/501-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUWgZYuhI/AAAAAAAAGwA/epfX0SxOnLQ/s320/501-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805713920965138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she loved the fact that the sunscreen looked like lipstick.  She was constantly putting the sunscreen on herself and everyone else.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU6_2_vqI/AAAAAAAAGwY/V6NSdA71TgE/s1600-h/506-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU6_2_vqI/AAAAAAAAGwY/V6NSdA71TgE/s320/506-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368806340841946786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved the Dora and Diego glasses they got. They looked pretty cute wearing them too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWORpxNaI/AAAAAAAAGyA/ftbSU4GJ6ws/s1600-h/534-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWORpxNaI/AAAAAAAAGyA/ftbSU4GJ6ws/s320/534-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807771547448738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWN2XwsOI/AAAAAAAAGx4/VZtvnEZvk2M/s1600-h/533-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWN2XwsOI/AAAAAAAAGx4/VZtvnEZvk2M/s320/533-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807764224159970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys loved using the swim noodles to fish for SHARKS!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVp9JVapI/AAAAAAAAGxA/pTc_UeKzQz8/s1600-h/516-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVp9JVapI/AAAAAAAAGxA/pTc_UeKzQz8/s320/516-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807147567409810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU8AAOoTI/AAAAAAAAGww/J3Bj7_LYwOk/s1600-h/511-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU8AAOoTI/AAAAAAAAGww/J3Bj7_LYwOk/s320/511-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368806358060540210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sean invited some friends as well as the family we went with invited some friends so the kids had lots of fun following the older kids around. I was shocked when I came in the boat to find that Emmy was letting a boy comb her hair and was sitting on his lap. This is so not her. She is super shy. I guess she thought Jeremy was cute.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVpof_TeI/AAAAAAAAGw4/f5RBPFk9thI/s1600-h/512-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVpof_TeI/AAAAAAAAGw4/f5RBPFk9thI/s320/512-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807142025285090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a little bummed. I only got up skiing once and not for very long. It was very frustrating.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWMdhxdhI/AAAAAAAAGxo/LOQmFa8QJ2M/s1600-h/528-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWMdhxdhI/AAAAAAAAGxo/LOQmFa8QJ2M/s320/528-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807740375397906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister on the other hand rocked it with her wakeboarding.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWNJe36kI/AAAAAAAAGxw/fBeXZ9bGiYo/s1600-h/531-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWNJe36kI/AAAAAAAAGxw/fBeXZ9bGiYo/s320/531-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807752174398018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Camille and I also had another great time riding the tube. Like usual, she had me laughing so hard I could hardly keep my focus  on hanging on to the tube. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU7puhNoI/AAAAAAAAGwo/QfHz15xkQs0/s1600-h/509-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU7puhNoI/AAAAAAAAGwo/QfHz15xkQs0/s320/509-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368806352080680578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had a designated perch on Papa's boat when it wasn't moving. I didn't get a picture of Emmy, but she would hop on the step too. They looked so cute standing there.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU7BgqqeI/AAAAAAAAGwg/m2WCszP7OKM/s1600-h/507-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHU7BgqqeI/AAAAAAAAGwg/m2WCszP7OKM/s320/507-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368806341285161442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The twins and I didn't stay the whole time. They were tired and I was tired, plus there was a kid who got hurt and need to be taken home. Hyrum however got to stay with Papa and Grandma one more day and was in heaven. I seriously think that was the highlight of the trip to Utah for him.  He thought he was so cool. He loved hunting for lizards, roasting marshmellows, hanging out with the "big"kids,  riding in the boat and being with his favorite people, grandma and papa.  He had the time of his life and still talks about how he "really loves doing that" (when talking about going to Lake Powell).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTvJdl3zI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/9RnN1xn6pU8/s1600-h/489-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHTvJdl3zI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/9RnN1xn6pU8/s320/489-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805037749690162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The twins were so excited to see everyone when they came home the next day. It was so cute to see how much they missed and loved everyone.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXJyaYsfI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/m3PRmiImAiM/s1600-h/539-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXJyaYsfI/AAAAAAAAGyQ/m3PRmiImAiM/s320/539-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368808793953579506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXLY-yPfI/AAAAAAAAGyo/b3GIjkfX3XI/s1600-h/543-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXLY-yPfI/AAAAAAAAGyo/b3GIjkfX3XI/s320/543-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368808821486665202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXK7p_mSI/AAAAAAAAGyg/LAd03I0OggQ/s1600-h/542-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXK7p_mSI/AAAAAAAAGyg/LAd03I0OggQ/s320/542-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368808813614831906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXKfoDTCI/AAAAAAAAGyY/GpSKXj5Jq78/s1600-h/540-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHXKfoDTCI/AAAAAAAAGyY/GpSKXj5Jq78/s320/540-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368808806090492962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time at Lake Powell. Thanks again mom and dad for such a fun trip.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVq4C7ZzI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/V4i039eCZx0/s1600-h/519-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHVq4C7ZzI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/V4i039eCZx0/s320/519-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368807163378231090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUVRK89_I/AAAAAAAAGvo/l5N-rcwcYE8/s1600-h/495-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHUVRK89_I/AAAAAAAAGvo/l5N-rcwcYE8/s320/495-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368805692654024690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SoHWLn-kA4I/AAAAAAAAGxg/01-RHMLRAlg/s1600-h/524-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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He kept telling me that he loved me and kept smooching.  He was so excited that I was laying by him.  It was too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Hyrum some snuggles before his nap too.  You could tell he was in heaven because he got some one on one mommy time. He told me to remember to "bless him" in my prayers so his eye can get better (he has a little bit of an eye infection). It was too cute. I have loved listening to the prayers he says.  He is so thoughtful in his word choice and remembering those who might need some extra blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have gone in and snuggled Emmy, but she was already asleep. She had a rough night last night. I will just have to give her some hugs and kisses when she wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love getting and giving my children hugs and kisses. There is nothing quite like the love of a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8587940849737184631?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8587940849737184631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8587940849737184631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8587940849737184631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8587940849737184631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/naptime-today.html' title='Naptime Today'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5268202403195393311</id><published>2009-08-06T08:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:24:30.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Croquet in the Garden</title><content type='html'>A favorite past time of mine from growing up was playing croquet with my family. Both my immediate and extended family played many croquet games through the years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was home back in June I told my family that one of the things I wanted to do (I think Millie wanted to do this too) was to play a game of croquet. As a result, one night for Family Home Evening we played croquet and had a great time. Before we could play, the lawn needed to be mowed first. The kids loved watching papa mow the lawn.  They would each run as close as they could to him and then run back to me pretending to be scared. It was pretty funny. Hyrum loved helping Papa mow the lawn for the last little bit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriSC7AO1I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7xSHls3i0sk/s1600-h/466-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriSC7AO1I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7xSHls3i0sk/s320/466-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850705615240018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriSgWwjrI/AAAAAAAAGtc/TyaUYhxEAIU/s1600-h/467-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriSgWwjrI/AAAAAAAAGtc/TyaUYhxEAIU/s320/467-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850713516281522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each of the kids had to be in on the action and had their Papa help them figure out their swing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriUCfMyDI/AAAAAAAAGt0/O8S0oZxBJkY/s1600-h/470-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriUCfMyDI/AAAAAAAAGt0/O8S0oZxBJkY/s320/470-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850739858360370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriTHVp1nI/AAAAAAAAGtk/Xn6kSxp8Pew/s1600-h/468-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriTHVp1nI/AAAAAAAAGtk/Xn6kSxp8Pew/s320/468-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850723980629618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriTbJuhPI/AAAAAAAAGts/9O8Wj3-6jdI/s1600-h/469-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriTbJuhPI/AAAAAAAAGts/9O8Wj3-6jdI/s320/469-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366850729299313906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjG8jb97I/AAAAAAAAGt8/tL_AF6SwIsg/s1600-h/471-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjG8jb97I/AAAAAAAAGt8/tL_AF6SwIsg/s320/471-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851614438848434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the rest of the game the object was to avoid the kids, their mallets, their croquet balls while still trying to get your own croquet ball where you want it to go. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjI5vTqTI/AAAAAAAAGuc/xPjg-P1IwwE/s1600-h/478-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjI5vTqTI/AAAAAAAAGuc/xPjg-P1IwwE/s320/478-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851648043067698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjHnrASiI/AAAAAAAAGuE/JJ8u_OFDVEE/s1600-h/473-edite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjHnrASiI/AAAAAAAAGuE/JJ8u_OFDVEE/s320/473-edite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851626013313570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjfpUleaI/AAAAAAAAGus/jHdC8U1UWrk/s1600-h/481-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjfpUleaI/AAAAAAAAGus/jHdC8U1UWrk/s320/481-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852038773012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad and Millie dominated the games we played.  I had a lot of fun playing myself and spent most of the time laughing at how awful I was doing and the silly comments Millie would make.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjgEeKCiI/AAAAAAAAGu0/ntihaNE3E68/s1600-h/482-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjgEeKCiI/AAAAAAAAGu0/ntihaNE3E68/s320/482-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852046060915234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjfM054VI/AAAAAAAAGuk/9M5_T4PZ-vI/s1600-h/479-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjfM054VI/AAAAAAAAGuk/9M5_T4PZ-vI/s320/479-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852031123939666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum also had a great time playing and took his game very seriously.  He definitely left his mark on my parents lawn after playing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjIaR_P0I/AAAAAAAAGuU/vgeH6nNFbok/s1600-h/477-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjIaR_P0I/AAAAAAAAGuU/vgeH6nNFbok/s320/477-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851639598595906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjHw3RVCI/AAAAAAAAGuM/lpdMQegkCFU/s1600-h/475-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnrjHw3RVCI/AAAAAAAAGuM/lpdMQegkCFU/s320/475-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366851628480680994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5268202403195393311?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5268202403195393311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5268202403195393311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5268202403195393311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5268202403195393311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/croquet-in-garden.html' title='Croquet in the Garden'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnriSC7AO1I/AAAAAAAAGtU/7xSHls3i0sk/s72-c/466-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-5850187832878476820</id><published>2009-08-05T08:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:43:59.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Take Me Out To The Ball Game</title><content type='html'>On August 1st we went to a Redbirds baseball game.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOj_D6T4I/AAAAAAAAGrE/swIa30qrla0/s1600-h/073-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOj_D6T4I/AAAAAAAAGrE/swIa30qrla0/s320/073-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477179863060354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  While I was in Utah, Brandon went to the Scout fundraiser for our ward and won some baseball tickets.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOkI4RowI/AAAAAAAAGrM/Vs1D-gvXNdk/s1600-h/074-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOkI4RowI/AAAAAAAAGrM/Vs1D-gvXNdk/s320/074-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477182498611970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The seats were great! We were about five rows up from the visiting teams dugout and between home plate and the dugout.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQkqYALJI/AAAAAAAAGr8/EjG13W6i8x0/s1600-h/082-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQkqYALJI/AAAAAAAAGr8/EjG13W6i8x0/s320/082-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366479390513310866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so excited to go to the game and had been looking forward to going for days.  Hyrum would yell "Go Redbirds" and still does. Of course, since Ben has to do everything Hyrum does, Ben repeats the cheer anytime Hyrum cheers for the Redbirds.  Ben was excited about eating a hot dog.  He walked around the house on the day of the game and the whole time we drove to the game talking about the hot dog he would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved watching baseball in Utah and in Tennessee there was no difference.  It was a great close game, with the Redbirds winning at the end. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOkklqDpI/AAAAAAAAGrU/3puVYqoBjNI/s1600-h/075-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOkklqDpI/AAAAAAAAGrU/3puVYqoBjNI/s320/075-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477189936713362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids did a good job for the first hour and a half of the game.  Towards the end of the game they struggled.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOlGhl5RI/AAAAAAAAGrc/3MEdizs8wxg/s1600-h/076-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOlGhl5RI/AAAAAAAAGrc/3MEdizs8wxg/s320/076-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477199046468882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOlgTmozI/AAAAAAAAGrk/JHrCdJCoh9M/s1600-h/078-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOlgTmozI/AAAAAAAAGrk/JHrCdJCoh9M/s320/078-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477205967119154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmy spent a lot of time watching from a distance the mascot. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQlFSLSYI/AAAAAAAAGsE/Q99w_KbvDe8/s1600-h/084-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQlFSLSYI/AAAAAAAAGsE/Q99w_KbvDe8/s320/084-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366479397736630658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she liked watching the mascot be silly, but didn't want it to come too close.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnOzaOrPCI/AAAAAAAAGsU/oGUkmH1TQlg/s1600-h/085-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnOzaOrPCI/AAAAAAAAGsU/oGUkmH1TQlg/s320/085-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366547813598182434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ5DWLlXI/AAAAAAAAGs8/JvR0OcipWQU/s1600-h/087-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ5DWLlXI/AAAAAAAAGs8/JvR0OcipWQU/s320/087-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366550109558117746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys loved all the noise, sights and sounds and couldn't get enough and sat there for a long time watching the game. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO0kM3cII/AAAAAAAAGss/vel3g4G6S7I/s1600-h/092-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO0kM3cII/AAAAAAAAGss/vel3g4G6S7I/s320/092-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366547833454817410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Ben has found his true love in life. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQj_xAemI/AAAAAAAAGrs/QCKjtwBWJTU/s1600-h/080-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQj_xAemI/AAAAAAAAGrs/QCKjtwBWJTU/s320/080-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366479379075463778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plus, I am told that it isn't bad to be a lefty when playing baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids loved the "ball park" food.  The package of tickets came with some coupons for food at the ball park.  Ben got his hot dog and was in heaven.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO1KfjEJI/AAAAAAAAGs0/tqGcZREIv04/s1600-h/095-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO1KfjEJI/AAAAAAAAGs0/tqGcZREIv04/s320/095-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366547843733721234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids also enjoyed the nachos and cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ5idAHhI/AAAAAAAAGtE/sMzQv36nOKs/s1600-h/096-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ5idAHhI/AAAAAAAAGtE/sMzQv36nOKs/s320/096-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366550117908225554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ50XXbKI/AAAAAAAAGtM/jg0Q94IVVwA/s1600-h/097-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnQ50XXbKI/AAAAAAAAGtM/jg0Q94IVVwA/s320/097-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366550122716425378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a fun night. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnOz8zH1iI/AAAAAAAAGsc/9_Em42mnnbk/s1600-h/088-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnOz8zH1iI/AAAAAAAAGsc/9_Em42mnnbk/s320/088-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366547822877857314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQkW8gRfI/AAAAAAAAGr0/1gKMz8clG1Y/s1600-h/081-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmQkW8gRfI/AAAAAAAAGr0/1gKMz8clG1Y/s320/081-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366479385297700338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO0WFMQnI/AAAAAAAAGsk/bBw5uypRY6g/s1600-h/090-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnnO0WFMQnI/AAAAAAAAGsk/bBw5uypRY6g/s320/090-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366547829664531058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it when we get to do things like that as a family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-5850187832878476820?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/5850187832878476820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=5850187832878476820' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5850187832878476820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/5850187832878476820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-me-out-to-ball-game.html' title='Take Me Out To The Ball Game'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnmOj_D6T4I/AAAAAAAAGrE/swIa30qrla0/s72-c/073-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-8233950793046012439</id><published>2009-08-02T18:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:14:54.516-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Parades</title><content type='html'>While we were in Utah, we attended a couple of local parades. The first parade we attend was Orem City's.  This was the first true parade that the kids had been to in a long time.  They loved it! They were fascinated by the many different floats, the wonderful goodies and treats that were thrown to them, the fun marching bands, fire engines, dancers and other miscellaneous people in the parade.  They hardly moved during the parade except to get the candy and other items thrown to them.  Can you tell the fire engines and police cars were going by?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnCbrSedI/AAAAAAAAGpg/URC8T379zL4/s1600-h/348-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnCbrSedI/AAAAAAAAGpg/URC8T379zL4/s320/348-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365518928801069522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loved seeing all the "princesses" she would do a timid wave to every single one of them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnC83zt1I/AAAAAAAAGpo/z9NuZvCOgd4/s1600-h/351-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnC83zt1I/AAAAAAAAGpo/z9NuZvCOgd4/s320/351-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365518937711949650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnDLFQIdI/AAAAAAAAGpw/9App49CGQIo/s1600-h/352-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnDLFQIdI/AAAAAAAAGpw/9App49CGQIo/s320/352-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365518941526434258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnDsWkG1I/AAAAAAAAGp4/Ku2O8l2aRfs/s1600-h/355-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnDsWkG1I/AAAAAAAAGp4/Ku2O8l2aRfs/s320/355-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365518950457416530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next weekend we went to the Strawberry Days parade. Before the parade, my sister, my dad, my brother and I did the 5K.  It was so much fun to be able to do the race with them.  I improved my time from my last 5K and came in with a time of 31:24.  My dad and brother both ran the race really well and my sister kicked our trash. She did the race in the time of 22:48 and got 2nd place in her age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 5K, we took the kids to the parade. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnEChI9II/AAAAAAAAGqA/P97jINz14O8/s1600-h/448-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnEChI9II/AAAAAAAAGqA/P97jINz14O8/s320/448-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365518956407354498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again they had a great time and were fascinated by the many different sights and sounds.  The only down side of the parade was that it rained a little. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYndDD7oOI/AAAAAAAAGqI/tZzCl2REmnQ/s1600-h/450-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYndDD7oOI/AAAAAAAAGqI/tZzCl2REmnQ/s320/450-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365519386050011362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved the candy and there were even otter pops passed out. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYndWRpZmI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/wrSZ3QamHhI/s1600-h/452-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYndWRpZmI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/wrSZ3QamHhI/s320/452-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365519391207810658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnd3YKvKI/AAAAAAAAGqY/79c1z6uFcuQ/s1600-h/454-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnd3YKvKI/AAAAAAAAGqY/79c1z6uFcuQ/s320/454-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365519400093531298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture below is of Ben waving to the very cool race car that was in the parade.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnebgKjsI/AAAAAAAAGqg/oaBAhrnAGQ0/s1600-h/455-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnebgKjsI/AAAAAAAAGqg/oaBAhrnAGQ0/s320/455-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365519409790750402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of the boys thought that the race car was AWESOME!  Emmy once again was standing to wave to all the princesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy that we were able to go to a couple parades because those are some of my fun memories that I remember from growing up.  Plus, what is there not to like about free candy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-8233950793046012439?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/8233950793046012439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=8233950793046012439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8233950793046012439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/8233950793046012439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/parades.html' title='Parades'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnYnCbrSedI/AAAAAAAAGpg/URC8T379zL4/s72-c/348-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-1720226271554968608</id><published>2009-08-01T10:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:23:33.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>I'm So Glad...</title><content type='html'>These are videos I filmed in Utah of the kids singing the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home&lt;/span&gt;.  I was going to try and post them on the blog why we were in Utah for Father's Day, but I left the cord for the camera at home. Oh well, better late then never right?  At least Brandon will know that he is loved.  We missed him a lot while we were in Utah.  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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=94050197f5eb13ca&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1720226271554968608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=1720226271554968608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1720226271554968608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1720226271554968608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-glad.html' title='I&apos;m So Glad...'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-1734639682496095053</id><published>2009-08-01T10:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:27:16.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Family Home Evening</title><content type='html'>While it Utah, we were able to have Family Home Evening with my family. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb48vAJrI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/TbDmVgQowtU/s1600-h/286-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb48vAJrI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/TbDmVgQowtU/s320/286-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014090039174834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, we had to sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Book of Mormon Stories&lt;/span&gt;.  It was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; song we sang for Family Home Evening growing up. The kids got really into the actions during the song and it was really cute.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5A6aIiI/AAAAAAAAGoY/IK2AYn-JE0o/s1600-h/287-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5A6aIiI/AAAAAAAAGoY/IK2AYn-JE0o/s320/287-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014091160756770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Emmy doing the part "far across the sea."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb6DEcs8I/AAAAAAAAGow/NNvp4-BVgxI/s1600-h/292-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb6DEcs8I/AAAAAAAAGow/NNvp4-BVgxI/s320/292-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014108919608258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The lesson that was done was the famous garbage can lesson we had growing-up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5rJaU3I/AAAAAAAAGog/tDwiJMntHj0/s1600-h/289-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5rJaU3I/AAAAAAAAGog/tDwiJMntHj0/s320/289-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014102497973106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have a whole bunch of words, some nice and some mean. The words that you want to have in your house that are nice, you push them through the slot on the house.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5xR43fI/AAAAAAAAGoo/u66MGHZCh0w/s1600-h/290-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb5xR43fI/AAAAAAAAGoo/u66MGHZCh0w/s320/290-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014104144141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The words that are mean, you put them through the slot on the garbage can because you wouldn't want them in your home. My siblings and I had that lesson many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lessons we went and saw the horses that are close to my parents house and took them carrots. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcXuszvAI/AAAAAAAAGo4/5rceX7gz6Vk/s1600-h/293-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcXuszvAI/AAAAAAAAGo4/5rceX7gz6Vk/s320/293-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014618847820802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcYH8vH5I/AAAAAAAAGpA/jZZ3y_VrIjE/s1600-h/295-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcYH8vH5I/AAAAAAAAGpA/jZZ3y_VrIjE/s320/295-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014625625513874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids love to go and see the horses. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcYSobjwI/AAAAAAAAGpI/d-ohomTlmOg/s1600-h/296-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcYSobjwI/AAAAAAAAGpI/d-ohomTlmOg/s320/296-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014628493135618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you notice in the pictures, Emmy is only in a couple of them.  Once the horses were really close, she did not want to be close.  The boys enjoyed feeding the horses. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcY8bkLAI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/1aXYD2tH9vk/s1600-h/299-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcY8bkLAI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/1aXYD2tH9vk/s320/299-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014639713463298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcZN_eqzI/AAAAAAAAGpY/qzresB5uhtg/s1600-h/301-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRcZN_eqzI/AAAAAAAAGpY/qzresB5uhtg/s320/301-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365014644427500338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't stay too long because it started to rain.  We finished off the night with yummy ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the time my parents took while I was growing up to make sure we had family home evening and scripture study.   I am so grateful for their testimonies and for the influence they have had in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-1734639682496095053?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1734639682496095053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=1734639682496095053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1734639682496095053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1734639682496095053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-home-evening.html' title='Family Home Evening'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnRb48vAJrI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/TbDmVgQowtU/s72-c/286-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7260884389490160999</id><published>2009-07-31T15:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:55:22.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Kangaroo Zoo</title><content type='html'>While we were in Utah, we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.kangaroozoo.net/"&gt;Kangaroo Zoo&lt;/a&gt;...twice!! We had so much fun that we had to go a second time so grandma could see the kids squeal with delight.    Once again, we were lucky that we had Aunt Millie to help us out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSVIKwIJI/AAAAAAAAGm4/6ZBQSk6QqYI/s1600-h/306-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSVIKwIJI/AAAAAAAAGm4/6ZBQSk6QqYI/s320/306-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722104051703954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWbsCIEI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/w7Qd454Jcj8/s1600-h/310-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWbsCIEI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/w7Qd454Jcj8/s320/310-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722126471438402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT4Z8cmsI/AAAAAAAAGn4/mgU092iYtzw/s1600-h/430-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT4Z8cmsI/AAAAAAAAGn4/mgU092iYtzw/s320/430-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723809630591682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first, Ben was a little nervous, but after awhile he held nothing back. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT39Zic4I/AAAAAAAAGnw/hndCWV_OjBo/s1600-h/323-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT39Zic4I/AAAAAAAAGnw/hndCWV_OjBo/s320/323-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723801967981442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT3CDa1HI/AAAAAAAAGng/eoNwVlKa9w8/s1600-h/321-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT3CDa1HI/AAAAAAAAGng/eoNwVlKa9w8/s320/321-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723786037515378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy was a little animal and loved Kangaroo Zoo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWjGonGI/AAAAAAAAGnY/SVdXGB-ksDo/s1600-h/316-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWjGonGI/AAAAAAAAGnY/SVdXGB-ksDo/s320/316-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722128462060642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved going down the slides backwards.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT3q9pzQI/AAAAAAAAGno/CKpb6IVwwN8/s1600-h/322-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT3q9pzQI/AAAAAAAAGno/CKpb6IVwwN8/s320/322-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723797019184386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum was able to play with some friends that Camille was babysitting for the week while we were at Kangaroo Zoo and had a great time.  He also enjoyed the baseball game they had set up there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWAFvLQI/AAAAAAAAGnI/5A40as2afV4/s1600-h/309-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSWAFvLQI/AAAAAAAAGnI/5A40as2afV4/s320/309-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722119063055618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loved doing the races. The kids would each see how fast they could climb-up the blow-up slide and slide down.  Hyrum went pretty fast.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT4gDpZGI/AAAAAAAAGoA/aBMxPk4ft28/s1600-h/432-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNT4gDpZGI/AAAAAAAAGoA/aBMxPk4ft28/s320/432-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723811271402594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSVswv2AI/AAAAAAAAGnA/nvTIxuJaHLU/s1600-h/307-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSVswv2AI/AAAAAAAAGnA/nvTIxuJaHLU/s320/307-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722113874745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyrum also enjoyed going to cooking classes and going to the movies with these fun friends. He also thought it was awesome when he was able to go and play over at their house with Millie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNYKyMe0NI/AAAAAAAAGoI/JvVxgpjH4Dk/s1600-h/397-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNYKyMe0NI/AAAAAAAAGoI/JvVxgpjH4Dk/s320/397-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364728523424452818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center; width: 372px; display: block;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="border=true&amp;amp;rss_feed=http://www.bubbleshare.com/rss/630049.177fc0ea3f3/feed.xml&amp;amp;size=360x270" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ffffff" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://assets.bubbleshare.com/swfs/player.swf?20081205191222" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="372" align="middle" height="307"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:9;"  &gt;BubbleShare: &lt;a href="http://www.bubbleshare.com/" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Share photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Find great &lt;a href="http://clip-art.kaboose.com/index.html"&gt;Clip Art Images&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-7260884389490160999?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/7260884389490160999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=7260884389490160999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7260884389490160999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/7260884389490160999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/kangaroo-zoo.html' title='Kangaroo Zoo'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnNSVIKwIJI/AAAAAAAAGm4/6ZBQSk6QqYI/s72-c/306-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4327777425691413718</id><published>2009-07-30T15:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:38:06.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Scoot Coupe</title><content type='html'>One of the days we were visiting Utah, our neighbor Jordan brought home the &lt;a href="http://www.scootcoupe.com/"&gt;Scoot Coupe&lt;/a&gt; during his lunch hour. The boys were in HEAVEN!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDZ26_SDI/AAAAAAAAGlo/lqL2k1jklpg/s1600-h/327-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDZ26_SDI/AAAAAAAAGlo/lqL2k1jklpg/s320/327-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353848926226482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hyrum and Ben couldn't get enough rides in before Jordan had to go back to work.  I love Hyrum's face in the picture below. You can tell he is loving it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDbwn0T_I/AAAAAAAAGmI/eaQKUhEM06Q/s1600-h/332-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDbwn0T_I/AAAAAAAAGmI/eaQKUhEM06Q/s320/332-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353881594941426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID8la9kxI/AAAAAAAAGmo/xHDBvBiZfms/s1600-h/338-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID8la9kxI/AAAAAAAAGmo/xHDBvBiZfms/s320/338-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354445523915538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time Hyrum and Ben saw Jordan after that day they would ask him if he brought the Scoot Coupe home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID7SwdncI/AAAAAAAAGmY/3tmDuw3xgfE/s1600-h/334-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID7SwdncI/AAAAAAAAGmY/3tmDuw3xgfE/s320/334-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354423333952962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy wanted to try riding in the coupe, but only lasted a few feet before she started to cry and wanted to come back to me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDa2_y_JI/AAAAAAAAGl4/n4TSGjd1C5w/s1600-h/329-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDa2_y_JI/AAAAAAAAGl4/n4TSGjd1C5w/s320/329-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353866126261394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDaZrHoII/AAAAAAAAGlw/mL7zI0kAKoc/s1600-h/328-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDaZrHoII/AAAAAAAAGlw/mL7zI0kAKoc/s320/328-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353858254905474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She did try riding it again with me in the coupe with her and she did much better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID7JByc4I/AAAAAAAAGmQ/LGT9GXINeJs/s1600-h/333-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID7JByc4I/AAAAAAAAGmQ/LGT9GXINeJs/s320/333-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354420722267010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For most of the time she was content just to play in the yard and watch everyone else have their turn.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID8JPFmyI/AAAAAAAAGmg/R4UWAEYBy-4/s1600-h/337-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID8JPFmyI/AAAAAAAAGmg/R4UWAEYBy-4/s320/337-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354437957917474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks again Jordan!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID9ZP7LcI/AAAAAAAAGmw/grgjhjhP1qY/s1600-h/340-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnID9ZP7LcI/AAAAAAAAGmw/grgjhjhP1qY/s320/340-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354459436264898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4327777425691413718?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4327777425691413718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4327777425691413718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4327777425691413718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4327777425691413718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/scoot-coupe.html' title='Scoot Coupe'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnIDZ26_SDI/AAAAAAAAGlo/lqL2k1jklpg/s72-c/327-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-7500086045337554793</id><published>2009-07-30T08:07:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:05:24.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>While we were in Utah, the kids were able to participate in swimming lessons. Hyrum did a beginner class and the twins did a mom and tot class.  The picture below is on the first day of class. Look how cold they look and the dark clouds in the background.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGenBQOOVI/AAAAAAAAGiw/MBMbq9R7uXw/s1600-h/279-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGenBQOOVI/AAAAAAAAGiw/MBMbq9R7uXw/s320/279-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364243024363534674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the time we had swimming lessons, it was too cold to go swimming. Our classes were early(9:15), and most of the days we had swimming lessons it rained.  In other words, the water was cold. Too cold for Emmy and Ben's liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum loved his class and couldn't wait to go each day. He was always so excited.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGen-BfogI/AAAAAAAAGjA/kdJumfD0eY0/s1600-h/368-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGen-BfogI/AAAAAAAAGjA/kdJumfD0eY0/s320/368-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364243040676323842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Every time I saw him during swimming lessons he always had a such a big smile on his face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGquoOo8xI/AAAAAAAAGkY/uflx1wsz45k/s1600-h/419-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGquoOo8xI/AAAAAAAAGkY/uflx1wsz45k/s320/419-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364256349224497938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeoRiNI5I/AAAAAAAAGjI/ibtHbmQCRoE/s1600-h/369-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeoRiNI5I/AAAAAAAAGjI/ibtHbmQCRoE/s320/369-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364243045913797522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He loved going around the lazy river as a train with his class.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpW5Huz7I/AAAAAAAAGjY/-lkejFBLvW4/s1600-h/378-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpW5Huz7I/AAAAAAAAGjY/-lkejFBLvW4/s320/378-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364254841930436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hyrum also loved getting in the shower(they have one outside) to warm up after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum loved going down the slide and couldn't get enough of it on the last day of class.  The picture below was taken right after going down the slide.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHvNybNLWI/AAAAAAAAGlY/V4zIk4aOsOw/s1600-h/446-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHvNybNLWI/AAAAAAAAGlY/V4zIk4aOsOw/s320/446-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364331651328191842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The twins on the other hand didn't like their classes so much. To be perfectly honest, the main teacher wasn't that great at focusing on the class, he was focused on flirting with his teaching assistant though.  Also, Ben and Emmy were the only two in the class; it was a little awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the twins loved it when they got to use their "ice cream scoops" and motor boats to chase ducks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeng-82AI/AAAAAAAAGi4/FgQOlUXcPUE/s1600-h/366-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeng-82AI/AAAAAAAAGi4/FgQOlUXcPUE/s320/366-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364243032881027074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  They loved putting their ducks on the slide and racing to go and get them.  We would put the ducks on the slide, take a few steps back and then they would take turn saying "On your mark, get set, GO!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeos1tOlI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/meKEY9ciQlI/s1600-h/376-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGeos1tOlI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/meKEY9ciQlI/s320/376-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364243053243349586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpXZHwjzI/AAAAAAAAGjg/IoO4zpvH1Ug/s1600-h/380-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpXZHwjzI/AAAAAAAAGjg/IoO4zpvH1Ug/s320/380-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364254850520485682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They loved singing songs during the swimming lessons; especially Wheels on the Bus.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqtqo74xI/AAAAAAAAGkA/GH-Ye2WBzQA/s1600-h/392-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqtqo74xI/AAAAAAAAGkA/GH-Ye2WBzQA/s320/392-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364256332691792658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pictures of the twins below are of them practicing their "motor boat" kicks to the song Motor boat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpYvt-hWI/AAAAAAAAGj4/4q2Vz-j6kN8/s1600-h/390-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpYvt-hWI/AAAAAAAAGj4/4q2Vz-j6kN8/s320/390-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364254873766233442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing "motor boat" kicks to get grandma wet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqvB00lcI/AAAAAAAAGkg/P3wkCd4asxw/s1600-h/424-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqvB00lcI/AAAAAAAAGkg/P3wkCd4asxw/s320/424-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364256356095530434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also liked using the kick boards. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpX1F1lII/AAAAAAAAGjo/lk8ft43qxlw/s1600-h/384-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpX1F1lII/AAAAAAAAGjo/lk8ft43qxlw/s320/384-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364254858028618882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpYBu3g9I/AAAAAAAAGjw/AHbV95-JGdo/s1600-h/385-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGpYBu3g9I/AAAAAAAAGjw/AHbV95-JGdo/s320/385-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364254861421937618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqt6uO5cI/AAAAAAAAGkI/tqASeEfen3U/s1600-h/414-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGqt6uO5cI/AAAAAAAAGkI/tqASeEfen3U/s320/414-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364256337008977346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGquRF5XbI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/zSvhx62Av74/s1600-h/417-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnGquRF5XbI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/zSvhx62Av74/s320/417-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364256343013809586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking back on the pictures that were taken, I noticed that more often then not, they did have smiles on their faces. I think they liked the classes more then I thought. I am grateful for my sister and my brother who helped me do the mom and tot class with the twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last few minutes of swimming lessons, the twins were able to play in the baby pool. It took them the full two weeks to warm up to that pool. First, it was so cold. Second, Emmy slipped while walking on the first or second day and went under twice in seriously about five seconds. That experience didn't go over very well. However, when we went and played in the pool on a day we didn't have swimming lessons they loved the baby pool. I think the reason why they didn't like the pool earlier had to do with the fact that the water was so much colder during swimming lessons.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLhK57XqI/AAAAAAAAGkw/y5hKeYrznFg/s1600-h/426-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLhK57XqI/AAAAAAAAGkw/y5hKeYrznFg/s320/426-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364292401898413730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLhiynfuI/AAAAAAAAGk4/xM5WK862Hcg/s1600-h/427-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLhiynfuI/AAAAAAAAGk4/xM5WK862Hcg/s320/427-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364292408310202082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They thought it was so cool that on the last day of swimming lessons they also got to make a train and go around the lazy river. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLh65bpPI/AAAAAAAAGlA/qzJfZROcfTI/s1600-h/436-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLh65bpPI/AAAAAAAAGlA/qzJfZROcfTI/s320/436-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364292414781236466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were also excited to go down the slide.   They had been eying the slide since day one of swimming lessons.  Emmy hated the slide. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnH5ShmmEoI/AAAAAAAAGlg/xwfx2FjeeV4/s1600-h/444-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnH5ShmmEoI/AAAAAAAAGlg/xwfx2FjeeV4/s320/444-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364342727828181634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben thought it was fun but a little unsure.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLiYXs8PI/AAAAAAAAGlI/ZYdSUk7mO3s/s1600-h/439-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLiYXs8PI/AAAAAAAAGlI/ZYdSUk7mO3s/s320/439-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364292422692827378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmy loved wearing her "Missy Mouse" swimsuit. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SnHLgotO2DI/AAAAAAAAGko/3S7MYfKz_u8/s1600-h/425-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIIyqmYI/AAAAAAAAGhE/Y85wAia0isw/s320/228-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363611374136760706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were so excited to go to her party.  Her mom planned the party date just so we could make it.  However, there was an accident and construction on the freeway the day of her birthday and normally a drive that would have taken us 20 minutes (we started the drive 40 minutes before the party) took us 2 1/2 hours to reach our destination. As a result, we missed most of the party games. We did make it in time for cupcakes and other treats.   We also made it in time to see Natalie open her presents.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIthl9KI/AAAAAAAAGhM/YqqgJGs5Sl4/s1600-h/234-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIthl9KI/AAAAAAAAGhM/YqqgJGs5Sl4/s320/234-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363611383997265058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We gave her my very first sewing creation with my new machine (a cape) and gum. I honestly think the gum was her favorite present.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIwmUGfI/AAAAAAAAGhU/_TX7y-yoImY/s1600-h/235-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIwmUGfI/AAAAAAAAGhU/_TX7y-yoImY/s320/235-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363611384822372850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, the kids were able to color a bag to use as they went and hunted animals in the backyard.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gJa0Xl4I/AAAAAAAAGhc/QIljeFZLa1g/s1600-h/236-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gJa0Xl4I/AAAAAAAAGhc/QIljeFZLa1g/s320/236-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363611396155611010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gJjN4BTI/AAAAAAAAGhk/4dbeB_gcUPI/s1600-h/240-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gJjN4BTI/AAAAAAAAGhk/4dbeB_gcUPI/s320/240-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363611398410077490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g0Z6JnyI/AAAAAAAAGhs/TgyW6fcgGso/s1600-h/243-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g0Z6JnyI/AAAAAAAAGhs/TgyW6fcgGso/s320/243-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363612134645800738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids also got some fun animal hats to match the jungle themed birthday party.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g04PHHCI/AAAAAAAAGh0/6X7hBxyVwq0/s1600-h/244-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g04PHHCI/AAAAAAAAGh0/6X7hBxyVwq0/s320/244-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363612142786780194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g1K4bGAI/AAAAAAAAGh8/pEPWuz2-cuM/s1600-h/247-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g1K4bGAI/AAAAAAAAGh8/pEPWuz2-cuM/s320/247-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363612147791894530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell Ben is saying Roar. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9g1tZ9YKI/AAAAAAAAGiE/2uyicxajHeA/s1600-h/248-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9hODYH9HI/AAAAAAAAGik/CAMZy9_oTbA/s320/258-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363612575274103922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love going to the house with a flock of Birds.&lt;span style="text-align:center;width:372px;display:block;"&gt;&lt;embed FlashVars="border=true&amp;amp;rss_feed=http://www.bubbleshare.com/rss/628868.b2129def518/feed.xml&amp;amp;size=360x270" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#ffffff" height="307" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" src="http://assets.bubbleshare.com/swfs/player.swf?20081205191222" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="372"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:9px;display:block;"&gt;BubbleShare: &lt;a href="http://www.bubbleshare.com/" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Share photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Find great &lt;a href="http://clip-art.kaboose.com/index.html"&gt;Clip Art Images&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-1646559600390130465?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/1646559600390130465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=1646559600390130465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1646559600390130465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/1646559600390130465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/natalies-birthday-party.html' title='Natalie&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm9gIIyqmYI/AAAAAAAAGhE/Y85wAia0isw/s72-c/228-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3548214465512616436</id><published>2009-07-26T19:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:27:34.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Buzz Cuts</title><content type='html'>When we first arrived in Utah the boys were in dire need of a hair cut.  Their hair was too long and looking shaggy.  I decided that since it was summer, it would be fun for them to have a buzz cut. We borrowed the clippers from some neighbors and went to work. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz3z9adYyI/AAAAAAAAGfk/-8oqkUmASnQ/s1600-h/261-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz3z9adYyI/AAAAAAAAGfk/-8oqkUmASnQ/s320/261-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362933728322347810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were very excited to get their haircut.   Hyrum had Jordan cut his hair.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz30fzo7RI/AAAAAAAAGfs/zw42SkhEsDA/s1600-h/263-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz30fzo7RI/AAAAAAAAGfs/zw42SkhEsDA/s320/263-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362933737554767122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz302grcgI/AAAAAAAAGf8/70WYTEW0FWU/s1600-h/265-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz302grcgI/AAAAAAAAGf8/70WYTEW0FWU/s320/265-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362933743649255938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sOebKgI/AAAAAAAAGgE/_oX5gzAM3xI/s1600-h/266-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sOebKgI/AAAAAAAAGgE/_oX5gzAM3xI/s320/266-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362934694975056386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben wanted his beloved Papa to cut his hair.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4tbAiZ8I/AAAAAAAAGgc/-U0yYLnfY8g/s1600-h/269-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4tbAiZ8I/AAAAAAAAGgc/-U0yYLnfY8g/s320/269-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362934715519231938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sxsh9yI/AAAAAAAAGgU/yhDhdjye4nY/s1600-h/268-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sxsh9yI/AAAAAAAAGgU/yhDhdjye4nY/s320/268-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362934704429463330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0Pt6t7jdI/AAAAAAAAGgs/fbC9h9FyBUw/s1600-h/271-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0Pt6t7jdI/AAAAAAAAGgs/fbC9h9FyBUw/s320/271-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362960012798561746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0PuVrOuMI/AAAAAAAAGg0/Jugj3flcIY8/s1600-h/272-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0PuVrOuMI/AAAAAAAAGg0/Jugj3flcIY8/s320/272-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362960020034992322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4uOM46aI/AAAAAAAAGgk/Mp0vHM47J_E/s1600-h/270-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4uOM46aI/AAAAAAAAGgk/Mp0vHM47J_E/s320/270-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362934729261246882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Emmy insisted on being in on the action.  She wanted her clothes off and Jordan to pretend to cut her hair.  I think the boys ended up looking adorable with their new look.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0Pup3BkDI/AAAAAAAAGg8/E1RiqKiy-ac/s1600-h/273-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Sm0Pup3BkDI/AAAAAAAAGg8/E1RiqKiy-ac/s320/273-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362960025453170738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sh52M8I/AAAAAAAAGgM/KXMSo4pMYd8/s1600-h/267-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz4sh52M8I/AAAAAAAAGgM/KXMSo4pMYd8/s320/267-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362934700190348226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-3548214465512616436?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3548214465512616436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=3548214465512616436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3548214465512616436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3548214465512616436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/buzz-cuts.html' title='Buzz Cuts'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/Smz3z9adYyI/AAAAAAAAGfk/-8oqkUmASnQ/s72-c/261-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4878206219051987791</id><published>2009-07-26T18:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:54:57.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids Having Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Playing Outside</title><content type='html'>The weather was wonderful while we were in Utah.  As a result, we played outside almost every single day, more then once.  The kids loved the freedom of being able to play with out dying of heat in a matter of minutes.  They also loved the wonderful soft  grass (which we don't have in Memphis), all the toys, sidewalk chalk, which they drew everywhere (I am sure my parents are still finding "pictures" all around ).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsEy8YGPI/AAAAAAAAGe8/KpoQby9zvaM/s1600-h/155-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsEy8YGPI/AAAAAAAAGe8/KpoQby9zvaM/s320/155-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362920823430060274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrNxUU3nI/AAAAAAAAGeU/tWxzOCQmz44/s1600-h/144-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrNxUU3nI/AAAAAAAAGeU/tWxzOCQmz44/s320/144-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919878100835954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrOUyqV7I/AAAAAAAAGec/zrXUjF3pzpY/s1600-h/146-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrOUyqV7I/AAAAAAAAGec/zrXUjF3pzpY/s320/146-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919887623313330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrOtou9RI/AAAAAAAAGek/0iZ-OcibAfk/s1600-h/148-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrOtou9RI/AAAAAAAAGek/0iZ-OcibAfk/s320/148-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919894292559122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrPCrDGJI/AAAAAAAAGes/ioHmeQbPTMI/s1600-h/149-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrPCrDGJI/AAAAAAAAGes/ioHmeQbPTMI/s320/149-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919899939412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrPXM3w2I/AAAAAAAAGe0/bXlCmuxgbLM/s1600-h/151-edoted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzrPXM3w2I/AAAAAAAAGe0/bXlCmuxgbLM/s320/151-edoted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362919905449984866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsGAQthCI/AAAAAAAAGfU/qsJljK5KhLQ/s1600-h/169-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsGAQthCI/AAAAAAAAGfU/qsJljK5KhLQ/s320/169-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362920844184880162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were in heaven!!  I didn't take very many pictures of them playing outside, but trust me they played lots and had  a great time.  To be honest, I was soaking up the sun on the grass reading various books my sister said I "had" to read.   The pictures below are of the two boys showing off their muscles.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsFgAdqsI/AAAAAAAAGfM/0c8-0xAow0o/s1600-h/168-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsFgAdqsI/AAAAAAAAGfM/0c8-0xAow0o/s320/168-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362920835526798018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsFB5wxsI/AAAAAAAAGfE/0WCrkh5H5Vs/s1600-h/167-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsFB5wxsI/AAAAAAAAGfE/0WCrkh5H5Vs/s320/167-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362920827445626562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-4878206219051987791?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/4878206219051987791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=4878206219051987791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4878206219051987791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/4878206219051987791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-outside.html' title='Playing Outside'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmzsEy8YGPI/AAAAAAAAGe8/KpoQby9zvaM/s72-c/155-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-3288501361958153414</id><published>2009-07-21T14:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:08:37.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Go Penguins!</title><content type='html'>On June 3rd we flew to Utah to spend time with my family.  We were able to spend some time with them for almost a month and had such a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things we did while it Utah was go to my brother's softball games. He plays on a city league team. The kids LOVED going to his games; especially the boys. Ben is a huge  "b-ball" fan.  They loved taking their balls, mitt and bats to the games.  They also enjoyed playing on the bleachers.  The picture below include, Hyrum, Ben, Emily, My mom, Millie, Jordan and Sean&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc8eGWjQI/AAAAAAAAGdk/yx2jHV_LTbQ/s1600-h/204-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc8eGWjQI/AAAAAAAAGdk/yx2jHV_LTbQ/s320/204-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004231628590338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYccKAi5BI/AAAAAAAAGc8/fxvinZYiRuI/s1600-h/185-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYccKAi5BI/AAAAAAAAGc8/fxvinZYiRuI/s320/185-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361003676479710226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYccrg9fuI/AAAAAAAAGdE/JpB0hNpM-uo/s1600-h/187-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYccrg9fuI/AAAAAAAAGdE/JpB0hNpM-uo/s320/187-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361003685474041570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcdSmiJMI/AAAAAAAAGdU/INyHsg6-cBY/s1600-h/194-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcdSmiJMI/AAAAAAAAGdU/INyHsg6-cBY/s320/194-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361003695966397634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcdtI9FiI/AAAAAAAAGdc/FBMLcG1kisU/s1600-h/202-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcdtI9FiI/AAAAAAAAGdc/FBMLcG1kisU/s320/202-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361003703090091554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9EqHNrI/AAAAAAAAGd0/Gm9MP8aZJpk/s1600-h/207-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9EqHNrI/AAAAAAAAGd0/Gm9MP8aZJpk/s320/207-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004241979127474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYdJy3m9-I/AAAAAAAAGeM/N97pAkJ5FwM/s1600-h/215-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYdJy3m9-I/AAAAAAAAGeM/N97pAkJ5FwM/s320/215-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004460542195682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time Sean's team was in the dug out, Ben would go and have a little chat. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9TWF_-I/AAAAAAAAGd8/1RWOisC_PTE/s1600-h/209-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9TWF_-I/AAAAAAAAGd8/1RWOisC_PTE/s320/209-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004245921693666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"No Pictures!"-  I think he was bugged I was blocking his view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9zVDaaI/AAAAAAAAGeE/NSp7UDkwLDA/s1600-h/212-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc9zVDaaI/AAAAAAAAGeE/NSp7UDkwLDA/s320/212-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004254507264418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They loved watching the game and would cheer for Sean when he got up to bat.  Sean was the pitcher for his team the Fighting Penguins.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcc1E1YTI/AAAAAAAAGdM/b1u7joJ2Nn8/s1600-h/189-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYcc1E1YTI/AAAAAAAAGdM/b1u7joJ2Nn8/s320/189-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361003688040423730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One time, when we went to the game, it was really windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc8tFOUoI/AAAAAAAAGds/r2YkBQ0LiT0/s1600-h/205-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc8tFOUoI/AAAAAAAAGds/r2YkBQ0LiT0/s320/205-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361004235650388610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were disappointed that after Sean's game ended they couldn't go play on the field since another game was about to begin. They thought it was their turn and got quite upset; especially Ben.    However, they still had a great time at the ball park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28521679-3288501361958153414?l=bntibbitts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/feeds/3288501361958153414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28521679&amp;postID=3288501361958153414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3288501361958153414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28521679/posts/default/3288501361958153414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bntibbitts.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-penguins.html' title='Go Penguins!'/><author><name>Brandon and Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760209679916420235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/R-LFvnEYncI/AAAAAAAABYg/pTv1N5nscGQ/S220/DSC_0220+BW+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmYc8eGWjQI/AAAAAAAAGdk/yx2jHV_LTbQ/s72-c/204-edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28521679.post-4917258015081501894</id><published>2009-07-17T14:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:26:32.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyrum'/><title type='text'>Fun With Millie -Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of they days Milie was visiting we had a full day. First, Hyrum had his last day of preschool which was the crazy hat day. After preschool we went out to lunch at "Chick of the Flay."  Next, came a birthday party for one of Hyrum's fun friends in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was at a Fire Museum downtown. The kids had a great time and ran from one thing to the next. They were so excited to see all their friends and to be at a new place to explore. There was an ambulance, and a couple of firetrucks and various firemen clothes for the kids to play in. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDNSsE-8pI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/diF5gcuYAbs/s1600-h/079-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDNSsE-8pI/AAAAAAAAGZ0/diF5gcuYAbs/s320/079-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359509277524292242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOgZXNAFI/AAAAAAAAGak/VSTR0TWrAZk/s1600-h/094-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOgZXNAFI/AAAAAAAAGak/VSTR0TWrAZk/s320/094-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359510612530233426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOf5wEDCI/AAAAAAAAGac/_0OckvrlNIQ/s1600-h/093-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOf5wEDCI/AAAAAAAAGac/_0OckvrlNIQ/s320/093-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359510604044569634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDNUbp-aVI/AAAAAAAAGaU/-WLvwtAX35I/s1600-h/092-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDNUbp-aVI/AAAAAAAAGaU/-WLvwtAX35I/s320/092-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359509307475781970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also had a device similar to what would be at the top of a ladder of a fire truck.  The kids would get in the little box and shut the door. They would then push a button and the bucket would be raised and the sound of water would start.  The kids could look ahead and see a screen showing something on fire.  Ben was very scared of this device and would literally freak out if anyone in our family tried to go in. He saw me attempting to step in the box and he grabbed my pants to pull me out and was crying the whole time while doing so.  He is very protective of his family.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOgiD4FmI/AAAAAAAAGas/pMixl89b6zU/s1600-h/095-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOgiD4FmI/AAAAAAAAGas/pMixl89b6zU/s320/095-edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359510614865090146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids loved sliding down the fireman pole. I didn't get a picture of Hyrum since he always went to fast.   The kids had a great time at the party.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOhoZxIuI/AAAAAAAAGa8/NIZ4pmToPp4/s1600-h/099-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ShvIsSubSyk/SmDOho
